38 to 7 at the half. FML.
Anyway. I was trying to come up with an idea for a photo to illustrate this feeling of hopelessness and I found this from the funny sign website.

The hopeless nature also kind of defines how I feel about the whole of last week. I know. Negative Nancy, right? But true, I'm affraid.
Work was brutal and I couldn't work out because I was in "healing mode" from the marathon. AND I've been kind of depressed since the marathon is finished. It's like the week that you get back from your honeymoon - it's a downer. You don't really have anything to plan for anymore. Of course, I've enjoyed not running super long mileage on the weekends. But I still miss having that goal.
I'll get over it I'm sure. Actually, I think Ashley and I are going to do a half in January. That's something to look forward to, right?
OK that's all for now.
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