Thursday was a whopper of a day at work, and it brought to mind this picture that I saw on Women's Running Magazine FB page just the day before:
I almost changed my plans and decided to run, but I stuck with biking. I had a good 2.5-mile workout on Tuesday and still needed to recover smartly. It wasn't all day Thursday, but the morning was just... I deal with a lot of administrative assistants at my work, and if I'm not the best person to answer their question, I send them to the best person. But they want me to cater to them and babysit them, so they get passive-aggressive snarky through emails. It turns me into Chicha.
Seriously, if they think I'm not helping, they ain't seen nothin' yet! If they don't want the best answers from the best people, I can send them guesses from now on.
It didn't help that we sprung forward an hour, even with the longer evenings, which I love. Why do we still do DST, springing forward and falling back? It was invented by the Germans in WWI to save on fuel. Well, we're 100 years removed and certainly don't rely on fire and candles anymore. I turn into a bear during the winter because the evenings are so long when the sun sets early, and my internal clock is telling me I'm ready to go to bed at 9pm. Really? It's like I'm hibernating. And then the spring forward messes with my sleep schedule. I might move back to Arizona to get away from it. Let's spring forward and stay there.
Tuesday: 2.5 miles
Saturday: 2 miles