|Somehow pictures of this jerk sleeping are always appropriate.|
Strength training: obviously also a zero.
Overall outlook: Bleak. Very bleak. Basically, i have this week to get my shit together, or i might have to bump down to a half marathon come April.
Plan of Action:
1. Like all of my plans, this one is half baked. First and foremost, I am calling it for the advanced training plan. I tried. I failed. I will re-attempt this summer. It's not in the stars for me right now, and the past seven weeks have shown me that it's going to kill me. I never said i was good at this. Hello, intermediate training, you old so-and-so!
2. Sadly, my personal drama has carried into this week. I have to make a major decision about my job this week. This is stressing me out to no end. I actually have hives all over my body from the level of stress its bringing me. I can't make decisions. It takes me an hour every morning just to figure out what to wear, and i don't even have that many clothes. I am hoping to have all major life plans finalized by Friday though. So there is a dream of a return to normalcy.
3. Re-engage. I have been completely isolating myself from everyone lately. I seriously need to stop that shit. I was venting to my mom a couple days ago about how i didn't know what to do. Her advice was to check my horoscope. Naturally. Either way, it said that only my friends can guide me through separating the good and the bad. So priority number one is acquire friends!
In other news, i have been working on a trends piece for work, and in doing so, i came across an article that really resonated. It said the 34% of millenials (ages 22-34ish) can't deal with the pressure of day-to-day life. That seems really high! A third of us can't deal with life?? I mean, i totally am part of that 34%, as we have all witnessed over the past week, but geez, are there people out there as crazy and stressed as me? If so, i pity you.
In short, I am about to go all Jillian Michael's on this week. It's my last chance at a spring marathon!
Are you part of the 34%?
Do you leave major life decisions up to horoscopes? Especially really lame ones like Yahoo Horoscopes that instructed me to "throw a party to take my mind off things?" (f*** you, yahoo horoscopes! You're advice is total malarky!)