here we are again, almost one full week between posts! What the hell have i been thinking? Its been a long, strange trip this week and suffice it to say I have not been able to blog or really do much of anything i should be doing, due to extenuating circumstances. The plus side, I have had absolutely NO appetite for the last 36+ hours. Downside. I have had NO appetite for the last 36+ hours, so I know I am not getting the "fuel" I need for my body. I don't think vodka shooters count as appropriate fuel loads. I am seriously feeling a little like the kids on 'Talledega Nights." You know, "I'm gonna come at you like a spider monkey, I'm all hopped up on Mt. Dew" only, no Mt. Dew...just the hopped up spider monkey feeling. Such is life. I have gotten in a few good work outs this week. Week two of Couch 2 5K is nearly complete.
District wrestling for Drew is this weekend, this will help my nerve load tremendously. He has to make the top four to qualify for state. I told him that since we had to be there at the ass crack of dawn on Saturday and spend the ENTIRE day on bleacher seats, that we should just go ahead and win the damned thing. Wish us luck. (I desperately want him to qualify, and not just for the sake of qualifying, but two nights in a hotel, even if its just Des Moines, means I get to do a little shopping and sit in a hot tub. Mama likey.)
I stumbled upon a local Zumba coven...I have full intentions of crashing their ritual....I may need more vodka shooters, as I was absent the day God taught hip rolling and coordination of any kind.
Please know that I never intentionally ignore you my dear stalker friends, but if I am MIA for a few days, it means I am either occupado, or the Zumba coven offered me up to the Latin dance Gods for sacrifice due to my truly awful rhythm.
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