Part of the reason i took a week off is that i have been feeling terrible! Constant achey/gross feeling. I have been slamming back emergen-C's, but to no avail. I even stayed home from work yesterday and spent all day in bed whimpering. yikes! I really just want to feel better for thanksgiving, because it is one of my favorite holidays!
The other reason i have completely given up on my running schedule for a week is breakfast club! I assure you, it is not the John Hughes version. Right after work on Friday, i jumped in my car and drove straight down to Purdue University to visit my dearest friend Ashley. The plan was to take it easy friday night, and then wake up balls early, dress up in a costume, and start binge drinking at 6:30am.
I should clarify - Purdue University is the one college that celebrates BREAKFAST CLUB. For every Purdue football home game, all the bars open up at 7am, and the students have to wear costumes to get in. Our group decided to go as dinosaurs
|Its 6am, and i'm not running, i'm a dinosaur drinking champagne.|
|I'm a dino with scoliosis because my spine is crooked.|
|These are tears of happiness, not drunkeness....|
After breakfast club, we got pizza and stumbled home to have a toddlers and tiara's marathon. I was supposed to get a long run in on Sunday, but by the time i got back home to Chicago, i felt like i was dying. Apparently, your ability to binge drink and bounce back slowly deteriorates with age, just like my mind. That was the start of my descent into a bed-ridden old crippled lady. Which brings me to today.
I am going to die on Saturday.