i guess it's pretty common to feel depressed right after a race. and it didn't help that i fell like a 4-year-old and have lost the ability to wash my hair with both hands.
anyway, i was feeling blue.
but i think i'm healing. and my attitude is looking up.
it helps that today at work we only are here till noon. then, we get "kidnapped." we don't know where we are going, but who can be upset about mandatory fun?