2. I'm pretty sure that with each long run for marathon training, my brain becomes a little more unhinged. Case in point: I missed a meeting this week that was clearly on my calendar. Then, this morning, I met MacKenna for a short run before work, then forgot shoes to wear to work. I'm rocking flip flops from my car, which I had to wear to a meeting with the individual I accidentally stood up earlier this week. Embarrassment, I has it.
|This little piggy hopes |
HR doesn't come knocking