I got this card in the mail today from Guinevere, who has been one of my best friends since the 9th grade. The three-sentence note inside was so funny that I would laugh out loud just thinking about it throughout the rest of the day. Everyone should get a You're the Shit card in the mail during a rough patch.
I've posted a couple of crappy things on Facebook, so friends are checking in left and right. Thank you friends, for reminding me of all the love out there when I need it. I won't lie - it's a sad time around here as I try to disengage from the person I want to spend the rest of my life with because we can't agree on how to do so.
The whole30 went away for a bit when I had clients in town and events to plan and worked a couple of back-to-back 60+ hour weeks. It was too hard to find time to seek out the healthy food. And too hard to turn down all that amazing wine. And steak. There was lots of wine and steak, maybe more steak than wine, even, and steak is whole30. My body didn't seem to notice much, and I've been back on track for a few days without any problem. I'm too busy for sugar.
But there's good news: the running is GOOD. I run the hard stuff away, so I'm consistently at 70+ mpw, and long runs are going along faster: the last couple were 7:20 pace for a 20 miler, and 7:40 for a 23 miler. I'm not doing any speed work. I don't have the heart to push. But the distance shouldn't be a problem come April 21.