I’m a firm believer in “everything happens for a reason,” but sometimes… just sometimes I get pissed off at things not going my way.
Example #1: My quad is still broken, even with tons of foam rolling and hydration. (Last night I had to run my 2 miles on a treadmill set to 4.7 mph, but I did it.)
Example #2: My perfect townhome… that I had an appointment to see tomorrow… just got signed today. Unfair. That place was so beautiful, and zen.
Example #3: I didn’t realize my apartment lease was up February 7th, but it is! And I didn’t give my notice in time to avoid having to pay month-to-month, which is $500 more!
But I guess it all happened for a reason. Maybe if my quad wasn’t gimpy I would run myself into the ground with my Run-a-Day Challenge (#rad2014). Maybe if that townhome was taken before I got to it I would have to deal with a horrible termite infestation. And MAYBE if I didn’t realize my lease was up next month I would be forced to move into a home that was less than par, for my standards.
Well I decided to up my Run-a-Day Challenge goal to a 2-mile minimum per day. It is 19 degrees outside, with a windchill that makes it feel like 0 degrees. I guess it’s the treadmill again.
Oh, and I’m now vegan.