I am back to my own place in the sun. Back to my own home. I will be back to my own office this morning. I am grateful for all of this.
I need to settle into a life that doesn't involve training for a marathon. That has been my focus for so long that I am on guard for a bit of an emotional crisis later this week. That sounds negative, but I know myself pretty well. I have had these minor melt-downs in the weeks following half-marathons. I am not sure what will happen in the week following something as momentous (to me at least) as a marathon.
My daughter (the non-alcoholic) called last night and wanted to hear all about the race. She is registering for a marathon that will take place next October 18. I had told her I would do it with her. I told her yesterday that I will be her number 1 cheerleader and support crew, but I will not do another marathon. I am glad I did the one I did, and I encourage her to do one, but I do not want to do that again. I was relieved to hear that she is not disappointed - she was actually kind of happy that she would have someone at the finish line cheering for her. Awesome.
OK, I gotta get to work. I might have to put in a 10 or 12 hour day today. I have to give a quarterly report tomorrow that I don't even have most of the data put together for yet. Since my assistant's position was abolished last year, I do my own data entry as well as everything else. I have tons of it to do.
Let's all stay sober today, no matter what, OK?