I’m procrastinating. Badly. I have so much work to do but I just can’t seem to make myself do it. Yet, I don’t think it’s because I’m being lazy. I mean, I’ve been quite productive in my procrastination. I just spent close to 3 hours busily doing household chores and would have kept going except that I ran out of things to do. Everything is exactly as it should be. Except for work. I have a checklist written out in my comp book that is over two pages long but I can’t seem to make a dent on it. Why? I think part of it is just that I ran out of thinking power. I’m beginning to learn that our minds have limits to the amount of exertion they can sustain, just like our bodies. And, frankly, I’m tapped out. This, of course, is a problem, but I don’t really know how to fix it right now so I’m just going to quit worrying about it for a bit and hope it goes away.
Instead, I’ll mention a much happier subject: running. This illness seems to have mostly passed and I was feeling good this morning when I went over to the west side for an early run along the Hudson. It was a very leisurely run (just over 6 miles at close to an eight minute pace) but felt amazing. By the time I got home after walking back across town, my legs were already jonesin for another run. Maybe that’s a sign that I didn’t run hard enough this morning. Or maybe it’s just that I’m finally getting back into shape. Either way, it was a cool feeling. And, I’m guessing I won’t be feeling the same way tomorrow — We have 800m intervals scheduled…
One other note that I forgot to mention in my report on Staten Island: I went into the race with a month-old beard. I never really planned on growing it; it just kinda happened. Whether planned or not, it obviously had a positive impact on my running skills. And, being that it’s October (the official month of the playoff beard) and I’m a fairly superstitious person, I’m thinking that I’m probably not going to be able to shave this thing off before the marathon. But, who knows… It seems like I always jinx these things by mentioning them. Perhaps that’s why I’ve been so mum about it this far.
(Yes, I was hoping to unjinx that by mentioning the jinx.)
I think part of the problem with me wanting to avoid work is also coming from the fact that my wrist/hand hurts so damn bad from the mouse. I’ve tried everything I can think of from using a trackball to using the mouse left handed, but nothing seems to work. I think part of the problem is my office chair or, technically, last thereof. I just sit at my dining room table most days using one of those chairs. Or, if I happen to be at the desk, it’s sitting on this 80-year-old wooden chair that I brought with me from Boston instead of my nice, leather office chair because I felt it matched my decor better. (Stupid.) Anyway, I was reading an article and they say that the height of your wrist is very important and I’m thinking that sitting too low in these chairs is probably part of the problem. Of course, there’s going to be some pain from sitting at my computer 70 hours a week, but it shouldn’t be this bad. Maybe I could get one of those dorky looking wrist guard things that bowlers wear. I wonder if that would help.
Well, speaking of, I should get away from the computer now if I’m not actually working. I’m going to go read some more of Haruki Murakami’s What I Talk About When I Talk About Running. So far, it’s a great book. More on that later.