Finally after 9 days of work in a row, I can now say that I am officially on vacation! I haven’t had time off like this in nearly six months. Don’t worry, I won’t let that happen again.
I haven’t even begun to pack, and I don’t even care. I have my feet up right now, basking in the vacation glow. I tied off things at work, and now I don’t have to think about that place until a week from tomorrow. Yep, it feels pretty damn good.
Question to myself now, and thoughts on my mind the last few days…. should I pack my running shoes and clothes? I swore I was going to take time off to rest and rejuvenate my legs. I don’t know now. I am beginning to wonder if it’s a good thing to take a week off this close to a marathon. I know I am tapering, but no running at all? Not sure that is the right thing to do. Maybe a few two or three miles while I’m gone would do me some good. I guess I will throw my gear in the suitcase just in case the running mood strikes.
I really would like to head out for one final 5k before I start packing, so I think I will. It’s my vacation, right? I can do what I please. The laundry is going, the plants have been watered. I think a celebratory 5k is in order.
I may blog intermittently while I’m away, that is if I find some down moments, but no promises. I intend on enjoying this time to the fullest.
This is where I am off to in case you were wondering.