Today I guided a blind runner in the Denver half marathon. It is a great race and it was a lot of fun. We finished in 2:11, which was 11 minutes after Bruce's ideal goal but 19 before what he would have been satisfied with (2:30). Saw lots of runners I know and everyone was cheering for us and I was happy that people I know saw me guiding Bruce. I am struggling a little with the feeling of being happy that people I know saw me. This was supposed to be a selfless act, an act that was gratifying in and of itself. And it was. So why do I feel I need kudos?
After the run I drank way too much beer before 12 noon at the Lefthand Brewing company tent which was sponsored by the Colorado Chapter of the American Council for the Blind. Basically any amount of beer before noon is too much, but it was a special occasion. Or at least that was my justification. Now it is 8 pm and I can barely keep my eyes open.
Tomorrow starts my first full week of internship. I am nervous and worried that my current exhaustion is just a prelude of things to come. I am going to give myself this week to get adjusted-- don't have to freak out about workouts or having a clean house or perfect meas or anything, just start getting into a schedule and see how it goes. Or at least that's my idea.
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