Twelve miles was on the marathon training schedule for today, so what happens when you approach the twelve mile mark and you are still a mile away from the finish line (a.k.a. my house)? The twelve mile training day becomes a half-marathon. By the time I made it home, the only thing I felt like doing, besides downing 32 ounces of water, was climbing into a super hot bathtub. As for the rest of my day, I wish I could say this would be the perfect time to sit at my computer and finish a certain essay that is now due two weeks from today, but all my body wants to do is lie down on the couch and take a nap in this rainy weather. Yesterday I made a colorful calendar, today I finished a half marathon and tomorrow.... Yes, tomorrow I will write that essay or my New York Times Bestseller. Why be an over achiever, when I can just achieve. One step at a time. There's always tomorrow.....
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