A bad dream about Las Vegas, an uncomfortable blanket arrangement, and a rude awakening left me less than enthused about running today (it was supposed to be 6 km).
PS - how about that... Vegas is less than 2 months away (EIGHT WEEKS TOMORROW). Can't even wrap my mind around it sometimes to the point where I barely even believe I've been there at all.
I was supposed to run today, but my body ached and I was tired and I could think of better things to do.
Like... have a piece of chocolate for lunch.
And... scratch more things off my to-do list.
And... Well, that's about all I accomplished. But it felt great. I spent an extra half-hour in bed talking myself through the very daunting business of having to go to work AGAIN (out of the last ten days, I have worked nine) and I managed to lift my spirits a little. It was hard to bring myself to go to work today, but knowing that this is the end of a very long stretch and the three day weekend I get as a reward makes it somewhat worth the trouble. Not really, but that's what I told myself during those extra minutes in bed.
food -
lunch: 1 Russel Stover chocolate thingy, 1 tomato sliced with chunks of goat cheese and manzanilla olives.
dinner: greek salad (lettuce, cucumber, tomato, olives, feta cheese, balsamic vinaigrette).
snacks: Lipton tea
In response to reports that Britney spears may be headlining in Las Vegas (and the even more horrifying reports that Caesar's Palace has offered The Colosseum for her "residency"), I say fuck you watch the video above and tell me how you think Britney will stack up. Quite simply, Britney doesn't have the fan base or the talent to do it Vegas-style, and with that I say all hail Queen Celine.
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