As expected and after the hype and high of Comrades and when I’m only left with the sore legs and the knowledge that I can’t run for a month I’ve hit a wall.
I’m at work and I can only stare at my computer – I’m lower than low. And tonight I don’t have Zoe with me.
I’ve expected it, I’ve been preparing myself for it so like the people in Cape Town – I’m going to batten down the hatches. Going to give myself permission to go to the mall this afternoon and just wander around – me, myself and I.
Tonight on the couch, under the blankets, proper music, good book, chocolates, chips, pizza and red wine. And a box of tissues and my dogs.
Tomorrow, I’ll lift up my head and forge ahead – today’s storm will be over.