Somehow I have managed to accomplish absolutely nothing of value today. Well, assuming you define “value” as “things that possibly lead to financial gain.”
This is one of the problems with that whole freelance-self-employment thing. When you work for the man and you piss away a Friday with useless internet surfing, long lunches, G-Chatting and other productivity-leeching activities, you feel smugly proud. Like you pulled one over on someone. You leave to go home for the weekend, your brain full to the brim of Damn You Auto Corrects, feeling happy and refreshed.
When you’re a-husslin’ for work, though, you piss away a day and just feel like kind of a failure. A broke-ass failure.
Things I did do today:
– I ran 12 miles. It was hilly and muddy and wonderful.
I pretty much had Umstead to myself today, and thoroughly enjoyed the mild weather and dappled sunshine. And I was pretty happy with hanging at 8:30 pace, given the beastly hills. First long run of training cycle: done.
– I drank a lovely post-run beer.
Citrus-y, sweet, pleasantly perfume-y. I could definitely drink endless mugs of this La Fin Du Monde Triple. But it’s a good thing I only had one, since it’s a fairly stiff 9% ABV.
– I updated my About page. Check it out!
– I harassed my cats.
They were annoyed that I disturbed their regularly-scheduled 10-hour breakfast-to-dinner nap.
And…that was pretty much it.
What are you up to this weekend? I’ll be spending a chunk of mine trying to be productive to make up for the fact that I was a total waste of space today! Teh woez. I haz ’em.