Do Stuff

So my trainer talked me into volunteering at the Women's Nike Marathon wherein I'll be getting up at 4:30am to go hand out water to runners. It's not my idea of fun but I let her talk me into it because I'm trying to "do stuff", be social, blah blah, so that I don't withdraw and get depressed and all that.

I got a little freaked out near the end of the day, my body settling to that "I have to go to work tomorrow" and I almost had a panic attack. It was very hard to remember in that moment to remember the actual reality. Then I managed to come to my senses and I felt much better.

Whew.