When I finally left Spring Hill last night, I considered eating the seats in the Gold Stratus I was so hungry, but instead I thought "I'll hit McDonalds and get a yougart parfait" so I survive the trip home. On the 5 minute drive over to McDonalds it became apparent that I was about 90 seconds from fainting, so I decided that maybe I'd get a plain grilled chicken sandwich and maybe just have something light when I got home. I figured that McDonald's couldn't really fuck up a chicken sandwich with nothing on it, could they? To my complete surprise, apparently they have a new (new could be in the last five fucking years for all I know) grilled chicken sandwich that comes on this oval shaped wheat bun, and it was (to borrow a Jew Andrew saying) "completely spectacular". The chicken sandwich and the yougart was exactly what I needed, except maybe an ambian because I couldn't sleep once I got home.
Before the break, my trainer Christina decided that five mornings a week was a bit much for her (my occasionally oversleeping aside), so she and I are getting together Tuesdays and Thursday now and I have a different trainer named Walter on Mondays and Wednesdays (the fallacy being that I will actually go to the gym on Fridays all by myself). I met Walter this morning, he seems very cool. We had a dandy workout where he proceeded to nicely bust my ass for the entire morning. Since this was our first time working together, he sort of picked weight I was used to and we did burn outs to see how many reps I could really do. I am really going to feel this tomorrow. One set of flies I did 45 reps (we normally do 12-15, clearly not enough weight) and I did a couple crazy ab exercises today that I'm sure will make it impossible to get out of bed tomorrow.
Between those two ass-breaking events, and the useless 1:15pm meeting I had today, I went home at lunch and snuck a 20 minute nap. Now I'm just trying to burn the last hour of the day up so I can go home. I just made myself a nice cup of piping hot tea that I bought the last time I was at Teany in NYC with Meredith.
And now a picture of a mean, biting kitty cat to make this post complete.
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