LD calls me while I'm at the game to see if I want to go to the TRD happy hour downtown, in the freakin' west village. I call her back after saying I'm waiting for the bus to head back to the UES and probably will just head home...it had been a long day...week..hell two weeks. Naturally, I get suckered in and end up going out and getting home around midnight. Meanwhile, I had promised AB a run this morning so I had to pack for the morning when I got home and eventually got about 4.5 hours of sleep. Oi vey.
And idiotic thing #2 I did this week: I ran on Wednesday night. Fine to run, not fine to run when it's monsoon season. By the end of the run, I couldn't feel anything and I had trouble maneuvering my keys to open the door @_@ It was that cold rain that makes you chilled down to the bone. What the hell am I thinking?! hahaha.
So in a nutshell in the past two weeks: I've gone to Mississippi for a day, walked down Broadway, worked till midnight after walk, Washington DC after not enough sleep Sunday, crazy run Wed night, DC again yesterday followed by many activiities i could have said "no", and 6am running this morning. My body is definitely starting a bit of a revolt...for the second time this week, my stomach has been quite angry. This used to be a normal occurrance but ever since I started running and having a "SCHEDULE" it has been tame and gone unoticed. I guess like volcanoes, it's bound to erupt at some point.
I think the air conditioning is on in my office>_<
And guess who has a happy hour after work...