Lost Digit

It hasn't been the best week for me. I started feeling under the weather - sore throat, cough, clogged ear, etc. By the end of the week I ended up at my doctors and came out with a handful of prescriptions in my hand. I never had any doubt that i'd run in the Half-Marathon this Sunday - no way was I going to miss this one - but I was concerned it was going to be more difficult feeling this crappy. 12 hours from now i'll be on the course, so we'll see how it goes.

Emotionally, its been a bit of a roller-coaster for me. While not feeling well, work became a little stressful. There's just a bit more to do than I can handle in the alotted time (i'm very particular about making sure I don't become a workaholic again - I need my personal time). On top of this, I was getting mixed signals from a special person in my life - a good friend, who may becoming more, who just wasn't there for me.

It all came to a head today when plans that I had with this person fell through - this weekend was suppossed to be wonderful - a great day with him today followed by running my half-marathon in the morning and going to the Eagles home opener in the afternoon. Three things that I love! After what happened today, i'm having a hard time looking forward to tomorrow. But, I have a feeling i'll find some inner peace during the race tomorrow. And to pamper myself a bit, I decided to go get a manicure & pedicure today - before my feet get all blistered again.

So it starts with the pedicure - the woman did everything with latex gloves on - with the exception of actually polishing my nails. Then onto the manicure. We went through cutting the cuticles and filing the nails - then came the hand massage. I look at my hand as she's rubbing it and I hope she didn't see the look at my face when I did. She was missing the last digit on her right thumb. It was a nub. She was massaging me with her nub. I don't know why it made me react the way that I did, but I was kind of weirded out by it. So I looked at the TV soaps - not that I watch soaps, but I was trying to take my mind off it. I just couldn't - the massage seemed to last forever - then she moved to the other hand. And I just couldn't enjoy it. I felt awful for being kind of disgusted by it and felt even worse that this experience was suppossed to serve as something that would brighten my day.

I just have to put this day and this week behind me. Time to do some carbo-loading with a pasta dinner, pack everything for tomorrow and get a good night's rest. I'm sure i'll be in better spirits tomorrow - how could I not? It'll be an amazing day.