Been a rough couple of days but that should be the worst of it over.
Out tonight for a 7.5km run around Hayes. Ran back through Cranford Park in the dark without a headlamp on.
Came back and had my first ever panic attack since my drinking days. I’ve been letting stress needlessly accumulate over the past week. I was having to deal with about 3 different calls at once today and everyone was getting annoyed at me for not being prompt with my responses.
Heart just started racing out of nowhere. I wanted to switch off and relax all day but I’ve just been in this weird awake but comatose state.
I’ve an interview tomorrow for a place in West London which looks really handy for where I’m staying now. If I don’t get it I’m going abroad until December and then going home for Christmas. It’s a win-win situation. Gonna go somewhere where I can run far and my money burn rate isn’t too high.