I had a Terrible morning! It was hard to get out of bed, and once I finally did, I was running late. I mixed up a protein shake, and put it in the freezer. If I don’t blend it in the smoothie maker (I love that thing b/c it doesn’t leave ice chunks like a regular blender); then I usually put it in the freezer when I get up so that it’s nice and slushy when it’s time to leave for work. My pants were a little wrinkled, so I ran the iron over them. I took my shower. Then I had to layer up with tights, socks, and t-shirt under my dress shirt. I was in such a hurry, that on my way out I snatched open the freezer door to get my shake. It went EVERYWHERE! It was almost as if somebody inside the fridge threw it at me. It was all over the freezer, all over the fridge door, dripping down the magnets, sprayed across the entire kitchen floor, all the way over to the sink. My shirt and pants were soaked. It was even on my boots! How in the world could 10 ounces of slushy shake go so far? I was so upset, but even madder at myself for pulling open the door so fast. I had to find another outfit, and clean up the kitchen, and I was already late. I tried to calm myself down on the drive to work. When I walked into work 20 minutes late, the partner, my boss, was right there. Uggh this day wasn’t getting any better. I gave a forced friendly smile, when on the inside, I was really panicking. It’s definitely not a good look for the new kid on the block to be 20 minutes late. Then later I hit my foot one of the other attorney’s desk; man that hurt. I said this day has to get better, I kept telling myself positive things. I turned in an assignment 2 days early to the partner, so hopefully, that gave me some cool points with him. Anyway, after my pretty crappy day, I knew I still had to go running. Something about the “sag wagon” that picks you up if you don’t finish the half-marathon makes me nervous. I went to the gym and hit the track. I put on Day 2 of my week 2 podcast. All was good until this guy and this lady came up the track smelling like fish and cheap cologne. It was awful. I kept thinking my bum knee is hurting; my stupid foot that I bumped on the desk is hurting, and now I have to inhale their funk???? I couldn’t win for losing today. But, despite it all, I ran all of the 90 second intervals and made it home before the 4-8 inches of snow began to fall.