Helluva crazy weekend. I really wanted to manage 21 kilometres on Saturday, and I did. So I win. Hooray! These long runs are really starting to screw me around, though. I get low blood sugar, I eat more sugar to literally keep myself awake, I get a headache, I crash, I fall asleep in the middle of the day... After yesterday’s run, I wasn’t much good for the rest of the day. Irritable. Unable to focus. I’m thinking there might be a diet issue, but I have no idea what it is.
So when I was running, I was trying to get Siri to play me some music. Exchange follows:
Me: Play my marathon endurance playlist.
Siri: (long pause) I’m sorry Cupcake, I didn’t catch that.
Me: Play my marathon endurance playlist.
Siri: (even longer pause) You don’t have a playlist named ‘Maritime Insurance’, Cupcake.
See, I made Siri call me Cupcake. It sounds so condescending when she says it in her little robot-y voice. I tried to get her to call me ‘asshat’, but she just paused for a moment and said “Could you please repeat that, Cupcake?”
I got cranky today for a variety of reasons, and rather than sit in my room and wallow in my shitty mood I put some clothes on, strapped on my running shoes and went out for a six kilometre jog. It kind of helped. Apart from the fact that I ate a whole bunch of fruit before I went running, and that didn’t do my stomach any favours.
One more week of work and then we’re shutting down over the Christmas holidays. Looking forward to a bit of a break.
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