Days 22 and 23: My humps.

I have lost that bloggy feeling of late.  Over the past several days I have felt the need to pull inward, to regroup, to nest if you will.  Perhaps I have been around too many people and it is catching up to me.  That happens some times.  I start to feel drained and then I need to hunker down and recharge my mental batteries.  I also feel as though I am about to get over a hump in my training.  On one side is cutting back, slowing down, maybe even giving up.  On the other side is doing more, getting faster, a successful marathon.  I feel as though I could go either way, and the decisive factor in all of that is me.  So I need to gird my loins (?), gather my strength, stay away from shiny things, and take the step that I want to take.  (That would be on the not quitting side of things, in case you were wondering.) 

All of this has left me feeling less than creative and in danger of falling into a funk if I write here simply to write here.  Because I know it will all end up blue and sad and whiny.  And I don't want to do that.   It's boring.  So, until I get my whimsy back I may be a bit sporadic.  Never fret; I feel as though this transition will be coming very soon.  This weekend I'll spend some time with my friend S, plus on Friday I get to go do the best part about running:  spend time with running pals drinking beer.  Yay!

Anyone else feeling a bit off lately?  Maybe Mercury is in retrograde or something.

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl