Please Olympics. Please end. You keep me up too late at night. And I'm tired. Zombie tired.
I went to bed last night after midnight. I woke up before 5:00 having to go to the bathroom. At 5:18 when my alarm went off I reset it for 5:45. Who needs breakfast anyway? At 5:45 I crawled into the shower only to be greeted by a bloody nose. Just after 6:00 I rushed through hair and make-up, throwing clothes into my gym bag, finding a Lean Cuisine in the fridge and was out the door at 6:25. Of course, my gas light comes on less than a mile down the road. Pumping gas, freezing my buns off. Turn onto Tuttle Parkway at 6:50. Great! I have time to go through McDonald's drive-thru. Why does it take them so long to make a bagelwich? Arrive at work after 7:00. Who cares I've been here OT the last two days.
I'm struggling with the running this month. I didn't run yesterday. I was fully dressed: tights, long-sleeve shirt, T-shirt, pony tail, HRM, socks and shoes. Sat down to watch TV. Crawled in bed fully clothed. Dave wakes me up at 5:30. It was only 4 miles anyway. I'll run tonight. Friday is weigh-in day for me at the gym so why go if you're not going to work out (I don't own a scale at home)?
I haven't forgotten about the pictures. I'm just busy and lazy. Last night was another OSU women's basketball game (Big Ten Champs BABY!) and I didn't get home until 10:30. Plus I think my battery needs charged on my camera. I'll pull that camera out this weekend, I guess.
Hope all you have a great weekend. Keep in touch. I loved the comments!