I still have no idea what the hell I'm doing.
Like, generally. But also specifically, regarding running.
Funny how running does that. Clears some things up, makes other things murkier. The din of process mapping and style sheet updates peels away, but suddenly there are these races you haven't done, these others that have defeated you previously, and you've never raced that guy before. Wouldn't all of that be fun?
Well, yes. But the legs can only take so much. As importantly, the bank account is prone to bonking as well.
So I don't know. I need new shoes. I need to do laundry. And there's more style sheet updating to do tomorrow. And then I'll go run again, until I've got a thousand bits of inspiration, but not one.