Edited to say: I'm in a much better mood now. I chatted with some co-workers for a little while this morning, and it snapped me out of the funk I was in this morning.
I got in a good if slow run this morning. 6mi in slower than I care to admit on here, but I actually felt pretty good and it was warm (48) and not raining, so I have no complaints. I attempted to do my weight circuit when I got home from work yesterday, but my legs were so so so sore from spinning in the morning, it was pretty half-hearted.
I don't know if it's the weather or the moon or what, but I'm having a "my life is a series of tragedies" day today. The hallmark of a "my life is a series of tragedies" day is that there are no actual tragedies. Other highlights are resenting my responsibilities, crying jags before 9am, and otherwise acting like a spoiled teenager.
BUT, I'm acknowledging that even though I feel this way I am not going to allow myself to dwell on it and act on it. I already rode my bike despite being tired and the fact that it's going to rain, and I took the stairs to my office even though my backpack was heavy. So as of 8:50am Central Time I am going to be joyful and industrious. I am going to put energy and effort into everything I need to get done, and above all, I AM NOT going to sit on the couch and read the Alton Brown baking book this evening (too interesting- I need to get D to hide that thing from me). I'm going to cook, clean, and organize, which badly needs to be done.
Okay, enough free therapy for me. I hope you all have a great day!