Work, work work. Pish posh. I am working all the time, so much that I am not going to the fun NYC running blogger meet up tomorrow (sad!) or even to my friend's Williamsburg bar gig (freakin' hipsters) on Friday, because I am WORKING. ALL. THE. TIME. At least I'm working at all - and they're also plying me with extra money - but still, a girl's gotta complain about sumthin'.

On a happier note, I put in for a promotion! Again! In this miserable economy! So look out, I may actually supervise people soon. Terrifying.

Beyond that, my running has been great! This morning I had a kind of reluctant 4 mile tempo that turned into the fastest 2 miles I've ever clocked myself running... well, barring races, but still at a faster clip than I've ever averaged for the whole race. Yay! I'm really looking forward to Healthy Kidney. Sure, I have to get up early two weekend days in a row (10k Saturday followed by track meet Sunday,) but at least it's not stupid WORK.