Oh, Friday, how I do love telling my worst weekly transgressions to all my loyal readers. Come alone and see!
I confess… we woke up late this morning. Ash forgot to set the alarm and I took cough medicine around 11:30 and was dead to the world.
I confess… I didn’t really care about being late. A.) I’ve been at least 5-10 minutes early all week and B.) None of my superiors are even on this floor. They have no idea when I come and go. Which I love.
I confess… I let my brakes go too long and now they’re squeaking. I am taking it in later today and I just know how awful it will be: the guys telling me how bad they are, how much it’s going to cost… and how much this fits the woman driver stereotype. OMG. I HATE that.
I confess… I don’t want to run tomorrow. My body’s saying no, but my mind is telling me that it’ll be fine. Of course it will, but that still doesn’t make my legs want to go eight miles.
I confess… I will be consuming one, if not two, beers later tomorrow afternoon. Because dammit, I’ll have earned them.
I confess… I don’t hold much hope that FSU can beat Oklahoma. But stranger things have happened.
I confess… I may splurge and get Chipotle today on my way to the mechanic. I need everything I can get to make this afternoon less miserable.
I can’t even walk 8 miles, let alone run them…you go!! And you deserve those beers!!
Our college team will be pretty evenly matched this week. Next week we play Nebraska and will get our butts handed to us.
I’m pretty sure tonight holds the promise of some wine.
Don’t stress to much about the football game. I am a Sooner Fan…/ However, I am having doubts about the on the road performance during this game. I hate being #1…. it makes falling much harder!
Ugh…I hate mechanics. I’ve dealt with more than my fair share and I have yet to meet one that I like. They just seem so condescending toward women. I’m one of those people who think running should be illegal, so I vote for you to stay home. š
You will definitely have earned the beer! And I woke up late twice this week. Or was it three times? LOL
We let our brakes get to that point. It was really bad. I made my husband take the van in.
OMG! Chipotle! I’ve forgotten how good that place is. Now I wants some. lol!
Hope your run went well yesterday. š