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“I like you this morning!”

13 Jan

Yep, that’s what T said to me as we left the apartment yesterday morning, in a tone that said, “I am pleasantly surprised by this!”  Why would he say a thing like that?  Well lately, I have been a grumbly mess in the mornings.  I am tired, I’m cranky, and I just don’t feel right.  Not running in the mornings makes me feel like my day just has started out on the wrong foot.  So, though I knew I shouldn’t, I went for a run yesterday.  Just a baby run, though!  And I had a good reason!

So, Wednesday, I promised some of my co-workers I would bring in some Brooklyn Bagels.  I’ve mentioned before how much I love these babies, despite my puzzlement that there are several outposts in my neighborhood and one in Chelsea, but not a single one in Brooklyn.  Anyhow, I wanted to share the glory that is these bagels and their fantastic accompanying spreads with my beloved colleagues.  And I knew that my a$$ would not be able to get up early enough to pick them up before heading to work.  But I knew my a$$ WOULD be fully capable of getting up early for a run, so that’s just what I did.  I went for a quick jaunt through Astoria and partway up the Queensboro Bridge, then turned around and hit up BKB on the way back.  A little 4-miler.

At BKB, I picked up 2 mini whole wheat bagels slathered with Nutella cream cheese.  (Oh yes, they have Nutella flavored cream cheese.)

1 mini whole wheat kalamata olive cream cheese-laden bagel:

and 1 mini egg bagel with jalapeno asiago cream cheese:

They were all awesome.

And the run?  Well, the run itself was great.  It was blustery and pouring down rain and by the time I got home, I was dripping wet.  And I didn’t care at all.  I was just so happy to be running.  But I paid the price.  My foot hurt for the rest of the day.

I had a 3-minute phone conversation with my doctor on Wednesday.  When I told him that I was doing everything he’d said to do (boot to bed, shoes with support, cutting way back on running, icing, etc) and that it still wasn’t working, he prescribed physical therapy for me.  My first appointment is on Tuesday.  I am REALLY hoping that this is the magic element that will make the PF go f*ck itself so that I can focus on my 3:30 marathon goal.  With each week that goes by where my mileage is minimal or nil, that goal seems further and further from possible… sigh.

But enough grousing!

On a lighter note, I saw Godspell on Broadway on Tuesday and loved it!  When I was growing up, we had the record and listened to it all the time, so the songs evoked my youth for me.

I used to work in Broadway marketing and saw sooo many shows back then.  I was OBSESSED with Broadway.  It’s definitely a part of why I chose to move to NYC in the first place.  My college thesis was even about Broadway musicals!  But that obsession has lapsed a bit since I left the industry.  I still love them, but I don’t spend hours a day reading Playbill.com and Broadway.com… now it’s more like Runnersworld.com. 😉

Anyhow, Godspell reminded me why I love Broadway.  The performers were so talented and the staging was really creative.  There really was no set and yet it felt as though nothing was missing.  Here’s a clip if you’re interested.

The last Broadway show I saw was Book of Mormon… seems I’m on a religion-themed musicals kick!

TGIF and happy weekend!

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