Day 9

Day 9 of running and 9 days without hearing from Frank. This whole navy/bootcamp/military thing is a whole lot harder than I expected. Especially while preparing to go to London. With due dates and money and classes and letters I feel like I am on a roller coaster from hell. But it has a good destination. 

Today was fun, Rychele and I spent the afternoon in Sandusky, had lunch and did a spot of shopping. I bought a pair of bright pink running capris for the race. They were only $10! Horay for TJ Maxx. 

By the time I got to run, I had a half a glass of wine in my stomach. Causing me to stop and belch at 1.2 miles. 

I get impatient while running. I feel like my goal is so far away. Once I get to 1.5 it is ok because I am almost finished. I finished at 2.1 today because I stopped for my burps... Lol

I am afraid to run outside. 

Too bad the race isn't on a giant treadmill? Or those things that are in the airport that make you walk faster without looking like a bafoone. 

I miss frank and I wish I wasn't so broke. But we all have to go through trials in life. At least I can go to his graduation. 

I just wish he could write to me. 

Xx,

Jz