That stupid song is stuck in my head. I'm sure every one's heard it. "It's Friday-eee Friday-eee!" A.Noy.Ing.
My mom is picking Kinzi up tonight. She hasn't spent a night away from me in over a month. It's like I have to train myself to handle it all over again. I'm hoping me and Jacob can go to dinner tonight. Maybe a movie...but that might be pushin' it. Mainly because of the fact that we are old married farts and our bedtime is 9! Sad, but true. Around 8:30, our eyes get heavy. So, we will see. I need to do laundry and clean somethin' awful so instead of a movie, I might be doing those household chores that don't get done during the week. And this weekend is going to be hectic anyway. Tomorrow I have to work the dreaded 1 Saturday a month for inventory. After that, I'll be headed to OKC to pick up the race packet. Then Sunday is the race. I'm a big ball of emotions about this race. I haven't been in the gym in almost 2 weeks and I totally lost motivation. I don't know what happens to me. We will get back to that in a minute. The race: I want to do good but I know it won't happen. I'm nervous about not seeing my guy and not knowing when I should start running. I don't want people looking at me because I'm going to look like an idiot. And to add to this nervousness, it's supposed to rain. AWESOME! Oh! And! I have to be there at like 5:30 in the morning. What did I get myself into?
The gym: I don't know why I lose motivation but I do and I am so mad at myself because of it. I was doing so good. I have told myself that Monday I'm getting back in. No ifs ands or buts about it. I'm doing it. And, I'm going to document what I do on here so then maybe I'll make myself do it. I'm just bummed that I haven't kept up with it. Monday will be a new day.