Onwards, Upwards, and Nauseous

Distance Run:  4.5 miles @ 9pm

Time:  55:39

Route:  East on Los Feliz and back.

I won't bury the lead with attempts at insight.  I got laid off from my job and the past three days have been less than stellar as I "transitioned" everything to my replacement.  It's over now.

I viewed tonight's run as a purging of the anxiety, anger, and uncertainty that has dominated my brain since Monday morning.  With those emotions as my base, I'm not surprised the run didn't go as well as I hoped.

Along with battling some unseasonably warm weather (90 frakkin' degrees in November?), my lungs are still struggling with the remnants of the Wretchedness.  My legs felt heavy and my feet were dragging.  I've had a wonky stomach since this morning and the jostling didn't help at all--Pepto Bismol for dinner.  Funnily enough, my hip feels much stronger.

This run will not go down as an example of powerful athleticism, but I am so grateful for it.  Life isn't what I want it to be right now, but running is exactly what I need.