I was close to titling this post, Crisis, crisis, 1, 2, 3. But I decided against that because I didn't want anyone to think that I was not fine. I'm fine.
Today's rest day from running was a very rough day. Just one of those no-good days. In other words, my hardest workout of the week is dealing with grad school stuff :( It truly makes track workouts feel like red velvet cake and 19 milers like a nice slice of peach pie with vanilla ice cream on top. I promise I'll fix this day and bad-attitude by chillin' tonight and runnin' my heart out on tomorrow's tempo run.