I totally meant to bake and blog this weekend, but then the sun came out and the outside was all “come hang out” and I had to say “ok.”
I also meant to run and blog, but then I started reading The Hunger Games on Saturday afternoon and I couldn’t stop. I still ran but only to avoid guilt, and it was joyless because all I could do was wonder what was happening in the book. I read all three in the span of like 10 hours.
I will say that thanks to The Hunger Games, I got faster this weekend. I shaved 30 seconds off my usual pace-per-mile and am officially in the sub-10 minute club. So… I guess next time I need to get faster, I need to find a series of books that I can’t/won’t put down.
This coming weekend will be a pie-a-palooza as I’m signed up to bake something like four or five pies for a cousin’s reunion we’re having in Tucson so I expect to have something neat to show you by Saturday.
I’m also riding a major anxiety wave this week which is making it hard to concentrate or shape actual thoughts worth reading. My brain feels… itchy? I think that’s the word I’m looking for. This is actually the main reason I run — to make my brain less itchy — and I have a half-formed post I want to write about it, but will have to wait until I’m a bit more focused.
I’ll leave you with my current favorite song to run to: