Guess what I’m doing right now?
If you said “blowing something off,” “procrastinating” or “enjoying a Caramel Apple lollipop,” then you would be correct and know me, probably, too well. (If you said blogging, don’t be a smart ass. Yeah, I’m talking to you, Mr. T.)
I’m supposed to be working on my NaNoWriMo story during my lunch hour, but I’m really not excited about the way it’s going. It’s really crappy. No, really. It’s bad. I’m starting to wonder if I’m cut out for fiction after all. I think my communication degree killed my ability to be creative. I really do.
Anyway, you didn’t come here to listen to me whine about writing. You came to listen to me whine about running. But I won’t be doing any working out today, so sorry to disappoint.
There is something that’s been on my mind, though. And it was one of the many, many things Heather and I talked about on Sunday: water consumption. We both struggle to drink enough. We need advice.