Strange Week

I ran a 5K on Saturday, which went quite well. I finished 2nd overall for the males, 3rd overall with a great time (for me) of 21:22. It was a small town race here and there weren't many runners, not to minimize my achievement, but it is what it is. I also ran with my 4 year old daughter in the 30 yard (or so) Fun Run.

Then I ran with my buddy Sunday morning about 8 miles, didn't feel like I got enough in for the prep for the Chicago (yikes, 3 weeks from Sunday!) Marathon, so I ran with the group another nine miles, and felt better about myself.

Monday night, the four other physicians and I met with the administration of the hospital physician group we are a part of and found out that they will be ending the contract with our practice in a few months. This was quite a suprise for all of us. We knew times were tight, but expected more of a "we need to tighten the hatches" kind of speech as opposed to "we won't beat around the bush, you'll be getting a letter this week."

Anyway, Tuesday, we informed the clinic staff. Tuesday night, it was a misting rain and cool, so I decided to go for a run. I started running and got in about four miles. Then, I ran into a group of runners that I had been trying to start with when I started my run, so I joined them for another eight miles. That made me feel better, but I was running in a little "pity cave" for about 3 miles of the second part of the run then running angry for the next five miles.

Things are more settled as of Friday, discussions with a plan of attack is starting to formulate.

Now, I plan on running 22 tomorrow morning, so we'll just see how that goes.

Currently playing Disgaea 3, wow.  It is like crack.