This week has not been fun. I know I haven't eaten as well as I should and there may have been a night where more than a glass or two of wine was consumed.
I've had a nearly $800 van repair that didn't completely fix the problems. On the plus side, there were two things that they fixed that were actually covered by that elusive "Lifetime Power Train Warranty". I looked them up and they would have added at least another $400 to that bill, so there's that. The sucky thing is it goes back in again next week.
Somehow through this I managed to lose a pound from last week. Brightside?
I've been really debating whether I should go to Chicago this weekend. I'm broke and borderline injured but not to the point that I can't run, I just can't run well. Luckily it's a large enough race that it's unlikely I'll be DFL. Plus, I'm already over $150 in for this race so it would kill me to not show up and I really want to see Renee. I'll just have to be extra careful with what I spend while I'm there since I'll probably be hit with more stupid car repair costs next week. Since I have that 5k the following weekend, I need to come home not anymore injured than I already am, too.
Have I mentioned how much I hate my van? And my achilles?
The yoga class I've been attending had a lesson yesterday on replacing negative thoughts with opposite positive ones. So I guess the positives are that there was enough money in the checking account to cover this week's car repairs, I don't have a car payment on top of it, and I can still sorta run. How's that?
Anyhoo...Until next week. Maybe I'll write a race report when I get back. I haven't done that in awhile.
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