So I went out for a wee drink with a pal 'o mine, ostensibly to discuss running, races, running strategies, training, etc.
Three appletinis later (which by the way, is TWO too many for me) we had spent maybe 10 minutes discussing running, and three hours discussing men, my mother (always about me, sigh), work, writing, good marriages, good blogging, and everything in between.
So, this title is misleading, because I didn't do it "again." But it was cute, so i went with it.
'Twas worth it. Even if—and I fully admit it—I am, well, ok, drunk.
I don't normally drink; for me this was like a full-blown binge.
In any case, I thought I'd give you this interesting article about walking and its depression-lifting properties. Imagine what running must do.
"Grouchiness Happens. Walk It Off," Jan. 31, 2006, The Washington Post.
And tomorrow, dear friend, I'm supposed to get up at 6 and do ... what??? I thought coaches kept you away from bad, fun things, like drinking, and other stuff.
Oh well. We shall see how we feel in the a.m.