Sometimes you just have days when everything goes wrong.
I try to remember all the things I need to be productive for and be grateful for: a sweet husband who thinks to buy me my favorite snacks at the store and loves to clean the apartment; my challenging, but awesome, new job; my health; my fun-loving friends; sweet notes and calls from far away family; trips and runs I’ve been physically and financially able to take.
Still, there are days where I feel so petty and hard on myself about how I’ve been running, how I perform at my job, how my hair frizzes out to Mars, how I put on eyeliner, and continuously looking at Instagram, photo-stalking (or shall I say sulking) because I’m looking at a 23-year-old who seems to be more successful, prettier, more fit…happier? I love social media, don’t get me wrong-it’s my job after all. But, sometimes, it just pulls at my heart (and brain) strings, and I just can understand why I succumb to comparing myself to people.
I’m also just so homesick right now. I haven’t felt this way since we moved two years ago (tomorrow!). I don’t ever regret moving here, but I’m not sure if we’ll be able to get back home for the holidays so it’s a little disheartening.
Does anyone ever feel this way? Maybe it’s the changing of the seasons or my homesickness, but I really hope it goes away soon.
To top it all off, I’ve sprained my ankle. Just a little, nothing to write home about, but I took today off from running. Here is the schedule Erika and I came up with for our marathon. It’s nice to have a goal to look forward to and work towards.
Cheers to a funk-free rest of the day. I need a good slap in the face. 😉