Bonus Post: Endorphin Is Your Friend, Mmmmkay?

Sometimes, sadness just whaps you upside the head. And then you gotta remember something very import.

Ready?

Bonus Post: Endorphin Is Your Friend, Mmmmkay?

Sometimes, sadness just whaps you upside the head. And then you gotta remember something very import.

Ready?

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You?
Yes, you. You are so stupendously awesome; I just don’t even know where to begin.

Don’t let your brain tell you things that aren’t true. The next time it gets up to its stupid shenanigans? Strap on a pair of running shoes and head out the front door. Between the sweating and the huffing and the puffing, you won’t have time to really mull over just how you’ve fucked up everyone’s life.

Plus, about minute 15 or so? Something magical happens.

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Oh, baby baby. Talk peptides to me.

Seriously. Trust me on this one. Your brain is a bitch. But, she’s a bitch with access to all the really good stuff.  Promise.

For me, I find the added bonus of training to not get eaten by zombies major fun. That’s me, though. I run with Zombies! Run5K trainer.

Tonight we had the following stats and music:

Distance: 2.64 mi
Duration: 43:09
Average Speed: 3.75 mi/h
Average Pace: 15:59 min/mi

Rollercoaster of Love

(Say what?)

Sorry for the absence, my droogies. For the last week(ish), I have had an out-of-town guest staying with me. It has been lovely. And time-consuming1!

Of course, just as soon as she left, LifeTM vigorously reasserted itself. So much to do. So little time to get it setup. Sleep might well be a thing of the past. Further?  I suspect that I may never get caught up on either my email or the other bloggers I follow.
On the plus side, it does look like I get to go to both Summer I and Summer II. There really is no down side other than the knowledge that this summer is going to be crazy busy.
I have thirteen hours scheduled2, woohoo!  I am not insane; I promise. They are split two classes per section.

And HOLY MOTHER OF … well.  University (as opposed to community college) is expensive. Let’s just say that I’ve paid that much for a lousy car.
Between classes, my get-in-shape-for-a-cruise plan, The Girl’s schedule (camp and going to various grandparents), bi-weekly gaming sessions, writing my blog3 , writing my fiction, and hopefully(!) going to a convention or two – whoa. Yeah. Crazy.

I feel like I am standing at the very tippy-top of a rollercoaster, looking down the hill and wondering what I have gotten myself into. It’s exciting. It feels a bit dangerous. I love it.

Oh, baby! You know what I am talking about.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1 – In a good way. For instance, on at least two occasions, it was near dawn when we looked up and thought, “Hmm. Perhaps we should shut up long enough to go get some sleep.”
2 – For the curious: American Lit Before 1865, Ethics and Society, Psychology of Persuasion, and Spanish II.
3 – I also hoping to to do a couple of blog challenges – where I try to write every day.  I don’t know if I can pull it off. But, I seriously want to try.