Dammit. More like hair yesterday, gone today. I got my hair cut yesterday and it is too short. I told the stylist I am growing it out, but I’m pretty sure she just gave me the same cut that I had three months ago, the one very one that I want to grow out. It’s not a bad haircut, and I’ll be able to make myself presentable for my interview tomorrow, but dang, it’s just short. I worked really, really hard on growing out that hair. The effort! The struggle! All for naught!
Speaking of complaining, my back hurts like hell. I took the day off from the gym yesterday to recover, but it still hurts. Now I’m not sure what to do, because this is supposed to be peak week of training for the 5k. It’s a five week program and I was sick for the first week, recovering and then fine for the second and third week, and now I’m having back issues for week four. It’s disappointing. I made some progress, but I still want to do more, and I’m concerned about injuring myself if I run while my lower back is tied up in a very painful knot.
Wait. I’m not done. I can’t figure out what to wear for anything that requires being presentable because it’s October and ninety degrees and humid, and I have a giant, ugly mosquito bite an inch below my collarbone so I can only wear high-necked shirts.
Fine. I’m done. In the immortal words of Abe Simpson…
