Friday 5:15pm: Get out of work late on a Friday. Arg!
Friday 7pm: Date. Blah.
Saturday 6:30 am: 7 mile pansy run. I'm such a freaking slacker these days. Ugh.
Saturday 10:30am: Work. (Uggghhhhh... working on a football Saturday blows).
Saturday 3:30pm: South Carolina's god awful, gut wrenching loss to UGA begins.
Saturday 6:37pm: Start drowning sorrows with beers (two Saturday nights in a row! Woo hoo.. it's like I'm 23 again or something). FYI: drinking to forget does in fact work.
Saturday night 2:30am: Go to bed. (again 2 saturday nights in a row, boo ya).
Sunday 7:30am: Wake up (sans hangover!!!!!) and manage to pound out 5 miles of a hill workout in about 75 mph wind gusts while getting pelted by windblown debris.
Sunday 11am: Spend time with my mom and do laundry.
Sunday 4:45pm: Lie down for an hour-ish nap.
Sunday 12:30am: Wake up from the nap.
Sunday 12:35am: Go back to sleep. (I slept for almost 13 hours last night. Crazy).