I have come to discover that my social life is inversely proportional to the amount of miles I run every week. I run 2 miles, I go out 5 nights that week. I run 6 miles, I go out 1 night that week.
This week I had a sports injury. No running. I was out and about constantly. Friday and Saturday, I was out until after 2 am. And, it absolutely almost killed me.
How do people do it??
I have to admit both Friday and Saturday, I was out of bed by 8 am. I'm guessing most of the rockstarish people were not. By Sunday, my body just shut down. It just didn't want to leave the house. It just wanted to sit on the couch and complain.
I did force it to leave the house and go running for a couple of miles. It wasn't happy, but it did it. I actually think it was happy because it figured out that once the running started, the social life would calm down again.
I think I have grown to like my early morning, not drink so much, and be health routine.
Who am I??
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Yes, who are you?!? I've actually gotten to be the same way. I miss my dog and our 5 am walk every day. I enjoyed Ohio but the few late nights I had just exhausted me because I woke up as soon as it was light every morning! I guess we're getting old...
Miss you!
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