[I’m sorry there wasn’t space to post this before, but here’s my race report from last weekend.]
I just, like… I can’t go to Brooklyn.
I mean, I can and I did. But I don’t handle it well. I can’t even think of a time I’ve been to Brooklyn in the last year (since the last Rock ‘n’ Roll Brooklyn). I know it’s weird to have a whole borough out of my life. But that’s my life, at least for now, I guess…
I didn’t do well there. We drove by an area of Brooklyn in the morning uber that I did not realize we’d drive by, and I was like, “Ooh! I wanna get out!”
But, I couldn’t. I’d already signed up. I was basically already there. I had to get in some miles. I also was tapped to run Rock ‘n’ Roll’s snapchat for the event (which was super fun!). So, I had to go.
But I dropped down to the 5-miler, because I just was not in a good headspace for 13 miles. So, it was weird because every time I think, “Bam! I’m better!” it’s like, “WHOA. Maybe I’m not.”
I walked the 5 miler with this super nice woman from Florida. We talked the whole way, and it was all fine and lovely. Then, I did a bunch of snapchatting and then went home and slept.
And then cried. I was supposed to go to a friend’s show that night, and I didn’t. It was the first time in what feels like a long while that I cancelled on something because I wasn’t in a good headspace. So, it felt like a bummer, and like I “lost” the little daily war today. But I guess I just have to try to be better tomorrow.