I feel like I've knit a good bit this week. The evidence, however, does not support that statement.
I was so completely bored with with this project, I considered giving up and relegating these mitts to the frog pond. As soon as I bound off the first mitt, I cast on the second, and my enthusiasm has finally started to pick back up. I'm still clearly inching along, but at least I'm enjoying the knitting now instead of cursing every stitch.
I've taken a bit of a break from knitting this evening, as I'm too preoccupied with pre-race excitement to think about much else. I'm bouncing around the house eagerly anticipating a bright and early morning when I'll be running 13.1 miles at the Annapolis Half Marathon. I've been gearing up for this race ever since my somewhat disappointing end to triathlon season about six weeks ago (two flats and cramping calves did not quite translate to the finish I was hoping for). Unlike my first half marathon last year, I know I can run the distance. Last year I was nervous; tonight I'm just feeling psyched and ready to go. This evening I brought home some new running gear and have spent the evening trying on possible race outfits and gathering my supplies.
Bring it on Annapolis!