Day 18, 2: Rest

I woke up today, looking so, so forward to the 10K in October. Why? Post-race massage. I didn't know about these until I was reading up on the RNBNBBQ10K. I still don't know the "rules." Like, if I drop out early (say, at That Hill), do I still get a massage? Is it free? Really? How nasty would massaging sweaty runners be?...ew. Anyway, I'm starting to understand why this is a feature. I'm just freaking sore. Like tired, sore. Like, man, I could use a free massage, sore.

First thing I did when I actually got out of bed was look out the front window to see if there truly is a hill across the street. I mean, how did I never notice it?

While eating a delightful double chocolate muffin from (cacao) this morning, I pondered the items in the box. I also pondered if it still counted as breakfast if it was double chocolate and tasted so good it approached being a cupcake. But a muffin is breakfast in my house, no matter how chocolaty!

Back to the box. In addition to treats, I received a (cacao) baseball cap and t-shirt. This makes me think that I am officially sponsored by (cacao)! Yay! My first sponsor! I'm not sure they know, but I got treats and clothes, I'm counting it. I plan on using it in the race. If I'm wearing a t-shirt with a giant cupcake on it, I think I can fool at least one or two racers into questioning what they're doing with their life when they could be at home eating cupcakes. 1,997 more to figure out how to defeat. (Running is all a mind game, right?!) Seriously, as if skinny girls don't get enough hate aimed at them, I am one day going to give an award speech that goes something like, "And I couldn't have made it to this point in my running career without Irish Car Bomb Cupcakes, Cake Truffles, and everything Double Chocolate from my friends at (cacao) sweets and treats."

This afternoon, I sat down on the couch to text my new sponsor (yeah, we're friends, I'm not pimpin a stranger!), and fell dead asleep for two hours. Not sure what I had done so far today (see above for a detailed list of the day's events) to warrant such a lengthy or fully-committed-to nap, but it happened. And I decided to listen to my body and skip a workout today. Granted, I haven't done yoga all week, and that upsets me greatly, but clearly I need a rest. And I have seven straight minutes to run tomorrow. Till then..