Grumpy is as grumpy does...
Jul. 13th, 2016 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sawylGot out of bed on the wrong side this morning, with a general grouchiness that precipitated into full-on grumpiness as the day progressed.
I was less than delighted when someone managed to obliterate part of my stuff — my production stuff — by accidentally copying over it. In fairness, it was at least partially my fault for not fulling synchronising things, but I'd naively assumed they were going to confirm the changes rather than simply overwrite everything with another copy. But no. And of course I got to be the one to clean things up when we discovered what had happened...
After struggling through the day without losing my temper, I went home early, pottered around and went for a run mid-evening. I'd hoped that a nice, easy 10K in the warm evening sun would do the trick and set me back on an even keel. But no. It was a horror from the start. I discovered that it was windy, I found that my reserves were still low after the weekend, and the entire run felt like a massive slog.
I decided to truncate the route rather than push myself for the full distance, arriving home after what felt like a total disaster. But when I checked the distance I got a pleasant surprise: I'd actually managed to sustain something very close to my best 5K pace, despite suffering for every single second of it.
Turning to R for sympathy, I got some practical advice instead: go to bed early, increase my intake of tea and cake over the next few days, and things should start to look up...
I was less than delighted when someone managed to obliterate part of my stuff — my production stuff — by accidentally copying over it. In fairness, it was at least partially my fault for not fulling synchronising things, but I'd naively assumed they were going to confirm the changes rather than simply overwrite everything with another copy. But no. And of course I got to be the one to clean things up when we discovered what had happened...
After struggling through the day without losing my temper, I went home early, pottered around and went for a run mid-evening. I'd hoped that a nice, easy 10K in the warm evening sun would do the trick and set me back on an even keel. But no. It was a horror from the start. I discovered that it was windy, I found that my reserves were still low after the weekend, and the entire run felt like a massive slog.
I decided to truncate the route rather than push myself for the full distance, arriving home after what felt like a total disaster. But when I checked the distance I got a pleasant surprise: I'd actually managed to sustain something very close to my best 5K pace, despite suffering for every single second of it.
Turning to R for sympathy, I got some practical advice instead: go to bed early, increase my intake of tea and cake over the next few days, and things should start to look up...
