2nd lap

I was trying to describe how I felt heading into week two to an avid runner - namely Brad.

"You've hit the second lap of your one mile race. You're starting to feel oxygen debt and are slowing down."

Hmm. Definitely a change in momentum. Not as driven, more resentful of the hours this is taking. Simple pleasures I took for granted - following a weekly TV show, weeding the flower beds (well, I don't do that much either here) - now seem too costly as in time away from studying!

And I am tired. Oh so tired.

"Then you hit mile three," he went on, "and you are giving it all you have and killing yourself! You just want to be DONE!!!!"

This is what I can look forward to?!

"And then by the last lap you can see the end in sight and you draw our everything you have and sprint for the finish!"

I should have talked to a quilter.