Anyway, many people have pointed out to me that this isn't healthy or normal, and I totally agree. I still wasn't happy about taking the day off, but it occurred to me that since I had to, I might as well enjoy myself. So, today is (guilty) pleasure day. Here is what I did to take care of myself after the doctor's appointment and dropping my daughter off at school:
1. Starbucks Tall Java Chip Frappuccino. Hey, my daughter got one, too, so it was really about the bonding.
|Aaah, the Frappuccino. 330 calories of caffeine and deliciousness.|
3. Not blow-drying my hair. Ladies, is it just me? I'll do just about anything to get out of drying my hair. Today I braided it right out of the shower. Done!
4. Lunch! Subway Footlong Veggie Delite on Honey Oat. Give me ALL the vegetables, and don't skimp on the spinach! Don't look at me like that; YES, I said FOOTLONG.
|Oh, Subway. How I love thee.|
6. Massage. This is a real guilty pleasure for me. Massages are necessary for runners, but I rarely get them because of the time commitment and the price. I have a secret, though. I go to the relaxation station at the mall, and I am able to get my massage without an appointment. Today I got a combination of reflexology and then a table massage. Fully-clothed, Peeps, it was the mall after all. Anyway, I forgot how much tension I carry in my back and neck until the masseur started kneading away and then HOLY GOD! To broadly paraphrase (or maybe just reference) one of my favorite characters in Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City (Michael), it's gotta be really bad if you can name your knots.
|I tried to look up my sore spots, but really, it was all sore. I am a hot mess.|
How do you treat yourself, Peeps? Maybe you should consider signing up for the Rite Aid Cleveland Marathon Challenge Series! Join me, and we will treat ourselves to a fun time and beer. Oh, yes. There will be beer.
Until then, run happy, Peeps!
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