Well, I tried...

1. The Good: I got to have lunch with my husband yesterday. That NEVER happens and it was glorious.
   The Bad: It made my day feel like Friday, which was so depressing afterwards.
2. The Good: Cinco de May gives me a "reason" to have a margarita
   The Bad: When you stop by Spec's and they have a "low-cal" margarita and you are suddenly sucked in by marketing, you should know that making your own "low-cal" margarita is a MUCH better choice. I made the decision to buy pre-made. Bad decision. It wasn't so great.
3. The Good: I'm going to Memorial to run after work again!
   The Bad: The reason I'm going is that I skipped my run this morning. Wanna know why? I figured. Sit down, kids.

As Sean and I were coming back from our Mexican fiesta (ok, ok we just went and ate sub-par Mexican food. I consumed those calories for nothing, because it wasn't that great) EVERYONE was out in our neighborhood. This conversation ensued:

Me: Why is everyone outside?
Sean: I don't know...
Me: Do our neighbors hang out outside at night and we had no idea because we never leave the house once I get home??
Sean: I don't know...
Me: WHY WEREN'T WE INVITED?!? We need to make friends with our neighbors!!!

Go into house, start tidying up a bit. Sean goes outside to put out the sprinklers.

Sean re-enters house.

Sean: Rache, apparently everyone was outside because there was a man-hunt going on. The police in the helicopter came and everything.

Well, crap.

5AM alarm goes off. I get out of bed, get dressed to go run. Stand and stare at Sean sleeping. Think really hard about the man-hunt. Wake Sean up and ask him if he cares if I run tonight. Peel off running clothes and get back into bed.

Yeah-freaking-right. Like I'm going out there in the pitch black after a freaking man-hunt was taking place.

You know what's good fuel for long runs?

Yeah, duh. Cinnamon cupcakes from Crave. I love you just as much as froyo!

Finally.

So I'm sure it's been evident (as you can tell here, here, and here) that I have been struggling for the past week. And even as 5:50 rolled around yesterday evening and I grabbed my gear to go change so I could scoot out the door at 6 to go run, I was seriously debating.

The one thing I had going for me was that I called Garmin support and they walked me through trouble-shooting the stupid thing. "Um, I tried that already, thanks, I read the website and followed the instructions you are giving me right... Oh, never mind it's working now, thanks, kbye."

Well, that's that. It started working like a charm again. Technology.

Clearly.

Anyway, I did get changed into my beloved tempo shorts and out the door and in an effort to bring some spark into my runs again, hit up Memorial Park (which is 0.5 seconds from my work) instead of my usual Monday routine of sitting in traffic, getting insanely annoyed, getting home 45 minutes later even though I only live 15 minutes away and then jumping into a long run so I'm not really home until 8:30.

What a breath of fresh air. For one, being around tons of other runners (except you people that walk slowly four deep on the trail... please move for those of us running!) was so motivating. I ran 7+ miles like a champ. I pushed speed (which never happens in long runs), sped up towards the end (that also never happens in long runs), and finished feeling like a million bucks. I'd have kept going but I was fairly positive that the hubs may have a panic attack if I didn't show up at home before it got dark.

All that leads me to say, I'm BACK. I feel 110% better now.

Now if I could just get back here...