Unrelated photo from my hike. I did not feel this way about my run. I rarely feel this way about my exercise.

Tuesday was my birthday and I had plans (baseball!). I also had 8k to do. I was mature about it and got up early and cranked out the kms before work. I was slow and the legs felt heavy, but when I was done, I felt good about being ahead of the game.

Then I went to work and ate 17 mini birthday cupcakes, went to the bar and had 17 drinks, wiping out all my good morning effort.

Oh well. Calories don’t count on birthdays, right?