OMG guys. I slept until 7:45 AM.
This is kind of a big deal.
Fine. Don’t celebrate with me. Roll over and go back to sleep.
But I’ll continue to celebrate.
Because it’s the latest I’ve slept in WEEKS.
Could have something to do with how exhausting yesterday was.
Including the late night out. It was my friend’s birthday. She rented a trolley for a pub crawl.
Best idea ever.
I really only was with them for the end of it, but still reaped the benefits of bar hopping without having to deal with cabs or the el. WIN.
Not a win? Sitting next to one of her friends who discussed how lonesome it was to be a trader who works for himself. Then discussing the ins and outs of his volatile week.
Good thing I know SO much about finance. And am SO interested in the stock market.
But I kept amused. My attention instantly perked up as soon as he started to compare himself to Chuckie.
Yes, the doll from the cheesy horror movies.
I have no idea why he’s still single.
ANYWAY, even if I stayed longer than I really wanted, there were other things that led to my ultimate point of exhaustion.
I ran 3.5 miles. On the lakefront. My friend and I had bad timing. Again. So I was running solo.
This was for the best.
Why? Well I’ll tell you why. Because I ran down the lakefront path as I always do. And got to the turn around point.
Normally, I’d have another 2ish miles left.
Then again, normally, my stomach doesn’t start to revolt. I blame the shenanigans from the night before.
Or at least I hope it does. Because this is a version of the same lunch/dinner I’ve had all week.
Still have 4-5 ears of corn left from our accidental hoarding of garden vegetables.
Not that I’m complaining. It has been fantastic. Although the people at the grocery store are probably ready to send out a search party.
They’ll have a tough time finding me this morning, though. After this second cup of coffee, I’m off to meet up with a few fantastic ladies. One who actually ran the Rock n’ Roll Half this morning!
I’m going to celebrate by vicariously living through her stories and eating my weight in breakfast food.
It counts, right?