I’m blogging after midnight on a Friday and I haven’t gone out or done any drinking; what is wrong with this picture?!?! [Actually, you can subtract 30ish minutes from this post time-stamp because WordPress was being redonkulous]
I got in bed before 10pm again yesterday and could still barely peel myself out of bed; who’s going to tell my body about next week’s all-nighters?! I have 9am class on Friday so I did at least manage to eat before I left the house.
Brown Cow 0% Vanilla Greek Yogurt (A 99cent find I was quick pleased with, although the texture was a bit thin.) with a strawberry honey straw.
In between my 1st and 2nd class I worked on Orgo with a friend. And had a minor breakdown when I realized how little I know. I also drank a big cup of coffee with skim milk. :::imagine a cup of coffee here; as I said, WordPress is insane::: And snacked on some celery I took home from food lab.
I went to Orgo (and felt my blood pressure rise just a bit more), and then Anatomy (little higher), and then got the most ridiculous e-mail ever about our lab homework for next week and sort of lost it. I AM SO ANGRY! I’ll leave it at that.
Adam actually met me at school to study and I wasted a good 45minutes spazzing out at him about next week. And then I realized something crucial – complaining doesn’t change the situation. So I got to work. We stayed at school until 7:30, but I am done with my homework for Monday. I ended up grabbing dinner from the food court when I realized I wouldn’t be escaping campus as soon as I’d planned.
A Crunchwrap Supreme, with chicken, from Taco Bell.
Actually, we left school at 7:30 so we could get to UPS before it closed. Then we went back. I had to pick up my gym bag and do my printing; we didn’t really leave school until 9:30.
When we got home we had to put some laundry in …… and then we went for a run. It felt a little crazy, but I made a committment to get back into shape, so I’m going to do the damn thing. ~2miles/21minutes. I did a quick strength/stretch when we got home, and it felt good.
When is the craziest time you’ve ever worked out?