Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Group Rid & Letters to Self

Spin Day
Today was spin for me. Though it was another gorgeous day out there. I definitely needed something other than running I'll admit. Unfortunately, just as spin started, so did the onset of a migraine. I stuck out the class. But I know that it certainly didn't help the migraine situation, and neither did my Imitrex.

My head was hurting so bad by the time I got to the medicine I just wanted to rip the packaging apart. I have no idea why it comes in huge freaking card that you have to tear into rather than a bottle with a cap that someone in pain might still be able to figure out. I have come to the conclusion that the person who designed the packaging has never had a migraine before.

Letter Day
Since I'm not thinking exactly clearly today, I thought I might try to do something a little light-hearted. It's either that or the next thing you see is that we're having fajitas tonight and are supposed to meet up with friends for a little celebration before her wedding this Saturday (she's not had any showers other than one at work). Anyway, I thought I'd do "letters" (bascially just thoughts to myself).
Dear Legs,
Where have we gone wrong? There was a time when I was easily running 6 and 7 miles and not feeling it the next day. Now you're betraying me, and I am not exactly happy with this turn of events.

So for the next run, can we please come to a compromise. You are only allowed to be sore when I am running an excess of 7 miles.

Thanks so much,
Me
Dear Migraine,
I really have no time for you...ever. We're over.

Sincerely,
Me
Dear Arms,
I really appreciate the way you are able to get through one of my crazy workouts. I love how you continue to lift even when the brain has other ideas, even when you're shaking, you push on. Maybe you can talk to Legs and get them straightened out for me.

Love,
Me

What letter(s) would you write today?