And feels something like this:
Sigh. Run Streak 2012 is officially done for me.
I made it nine days, and it felt good. Until it didn't.
I thought I'd make it longer, but I sort of hit a wall this weekend. I just started a new bartending job, and I had four shifts in a row from Thursday-Sunday. On Saturday, I was exhausted, my feet were swollen and painful, and my legs felt worse than after my marathon - seriously.
I haven't run at all since Saturday, and I have no desire to. The balancing act of being a mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend, personal trainer and chipper bartender while trying to find time to run, exercise, and not collapse in a mountain of dirty laundry is a work in progress.
To all of my fellow streakers, streak on. I'm proud of you guys. Especially you, Momma. :)