Stir Crazy
This is what happens when I have to stay at work until 8:30pm:
Yeah uh, I don’t drink soda. Like ever, well maybe if it’s mixed with some Crown Royal but really I don’t drink it. It’s the High Fructose Corn Syrup thing and the fact that it was practically banned from anyone’s diet who ran high school cross country at Kempsville High School. I just don’t drink it.
But I am going a bit stir crazy. I have a client in Singapore and their 8am is my 8pm so I have to bite the bullet for the next month and have these calls later in the day, wait it’s practically nighttime! Primetime TV starts at 8! So the soda is keeping me sane and filling me up since it’s um…dinnertime too. I am thankful the sun is still out, it would be very creepy to be alone in this large building.
The good news is that I broke up the long day with a lunchtime run at the gym. No way in hell I am running at noon outside unless I want to seriously melt, it’s been in the 100’s here which means with humidity it’s like 150 degrees. Welcome to the South! Luckily the gym’s A/C system is finally working so I was able to run a pretty pleasant 4 miles. I would LOVE to have run longer but I am tapering for a sprint tri this weekend, normally I wouldn’t think to taper much before a sprint but I kinda wanna rock this race. I did this race last year with a 1986 road bike, little to no nutrition and a major fear of open water, let’s hope I can cut some time this year otherwise I will look pretty silly coming in at the back of the pack with my beautiful tri bike 
Speaking of frivolous tri accessories purchases, I should have my new transition bag and tri shorts sitting on my front door step when I get home…or it should be otherwise Sports Basement will be on my S list for not delivering on time! My thought is that I will be spending a decent amount of money the next year on travel and other training expenses related to the planned 2011 Ironman so I should buy stuff now to help spread out the cost…yeah that’s why I have 2 boxes and clif bars, close to 100 gel packets, and enough sports bras to delay laundry for 2 weeks. That’s what I keep telling myself.
July 8th, 2010 at 8:05 pm
Yum… Mug Root Beer - the foam goes straight to your brain (remember those commercials from the 90’s???). It makes me want a root beer float.
Hope work doesn’t drive you completely batty!