peel the banana

Just came back from a nice smooth four miler. Its a good day when I get to go out for a run during work hours.
I really really didn't want to go. At all. I was planning to go around 10 this morning and managed to talk myself out of it and nearly didn't get out the door to actually go and do it at a little after 1. I have been pretty lame like that lately, a general lack of energy and interest in much of anything except things like chocolate and sitting still. I think its possible its just because of the overload of the conference. I really wish I had had the foresight to take the rest of this week off and just decompress / de-stress / hang around in my jim-jams for several days in a row. Doesn't that just sound lovely?
But instead I jumped right back into it all: work, and looking around at graduate schools and programs and pros and cons and then tonight we're going to a Civic Engagement thing and tomorrow I've said I'll go out and knit and drink with a friend I haven't seen in nearly a year. And its cool, really it is, its just that it would have been a lot cooler if it had all been next week maybe.