Detox weekend...

Ok so to bring the world (my mom) up to speed, Kickball on Thursday was great--we lost but as always it was fun and the beer afterward is what it's all about anyway--Friday was long and semi-unpleasant but it paled in comparison to the preceding four days, and Friday night... I did nothing. Well I took a huge nap, made eggplant salad toasts and ate them, and then watched TV. I was really going to work out before the nap happened (I figured I should "neutral" the butt-end of that chocolate bunny I ate on the way to work that morning) but after this week I had basically zero give-a-damn left for anything that required more energy and attention span then bonding with the couch. Didn't even change out of my work clothes...judge if you want, I still have very little give-a-damn left right now. 

Which brings me to questions I have today. During this morning's pathetic run I wondered... #1: Do people who love and crave running have this desire at birth or can it be acquired? #2: Do people who crave running as a stress relief ("I had a rough day... I really need to hit the gym...I feel like I could use at least a couple of miles today if not more!") also bear this from day one or can THIS be learned? I would like to know if I'm wasting my time trying to learn to like running--perhaps you can learn to love it or maybe you can only force yourself to like it a little--I need to know where this is going! I had a week that was about as rough as most of us pampered, pansy Americans ever experience (ok maybe not but it was NO FUN WHATSOEVER...except for Kickball), and I had no time for running, this lead to my deep desire to never do anything healthful, either in the fitness department or diet world. All of my cravings were greasy, salty, or chocolaty in nature. Never did it cross my mind to sacrifice something else and go run. Not once. Who DOES that? And do you really MEAN it when you say you crave it? And has it ALWAYS been that way? I call shenanigans. 

Today I'm not really all the way back on the have-your-life-together horse, I ran and I MAY paint my nails... I'm getting the oil changed in the car but I plan to spend that time reading magazines. I plan to come into the next week completely detoxed from this past one. That's my only major goal for the weekend... get over last week. And if that means the only activities I engage in today are selfish and a little bit pointless... so be it.