So, after a few weeks of having zero energy and feeling fat, I went for a run in the morning-- with no energy.
I still have no energy.
I've gone running three times thus far.
Two nights ago, with mom. She was able to do about 4k of speed walking, then I dropped her off at home and did a quick 3k run.
Yesterday morning, 8k run.
And this morning, about 9k run.
My feet are dead-- heels covered in blisters. Not very pretty... and I don't feel any better just yet-- still have no energy and no appetite.
I noticed this morning that the town is doing some construction in the sports park down the street--digging for a septic bed, by the looks of it... which means they're probably putting in a change room/snack bar for the visiting teams who come all the way here just to play baseball or soccer.
It's where the dogpark used to be.
...or maybe they're putting in dog toilets? Who knows.
Mom wants to go to the beach today.
I'll probably cover up and just stand in the water as usual...
Just stand there and try not to listen to the sound of happy people playing in the water with their friends while I'm there alone and mom is sunning on the beach. -___-
Maybe I can imagine myself to Australia, instead?
My friend emailed me yesterday and then called the house at 2-- but I was dead tired and told little brother to eff off with the phone because my brain wasn't working enough to talk to anyone.
So, I called her back around 5 and we talked for an hour.
She said that she'd been hanging out with a girl who really likes anime; and that reminded her of highschool when we'd go to conventions together.
One night during a convention, she stayed up with me ALL night-- with zero sleep to help me prepare for a panel and 12 hours later, when it was over- we passed out in the hotel lobby and didn't wake up until the screams from fangirls cued us that we were being watched by ___________ (I won't mention his name... I suppose some people would think he's worthy of screaming for? haha) who came by because I was supposed to be at a dinner with a bunch of the other guests.
So- I brought her to the dinner and she was really shy and freaking out the whole time... anyway-- long, detailed story that I cannot tell, aside-- she had fun. I had fun. Everyone had fun. The end.
My feet hurt.