Taken Down by the Silver Bullet ... Again

Last night was week 4 of hill training: The night of the Seven Hills ... 3 km warmup, 7x400m  hills, 3km (I think it was really 4) cooldown.

She's wiped the walls with me two nights in a row now. I nearly had her Tuesday night, but was too distracted by two women who got separated from the pack after dark. I waited for them and everyone else blew by me. Then the two that I was waiting for took a shortcut and also ran in the door ahead of me. I won't make that mistake again.

This year is teaching me to take care of myself. There are times when it is most appropriate to put yourself first. This is something that has never come to me naturally. I place myself last and then feel like a chump when people put themselves first and win.

I just marched into my boss's office and told her that I hate my job and would like another assignment, please. (I'm working in an acting capacity at the moment.) I feel this ton of weight has been lifted from my shoulders because I've finally come to terms with the fact that - HOLY COW! The only reason I'm doing this job is to prove that I can. Well, now I know the job, I'm satisfied that I'm able to do it and I HATE it! It's completely counter to my personality and I've admitted it to myself and the world. I'm on cloud nine right now.

I'm going to take the Silver Bullet DOWN on Sunday. I can't help but pass her with my priorities all straight and weighing one ton less!!!