This is why I'm such a greaaaaat racer.

(Photo: GingerByDesign) That's me and Audrey, polkaing. With just 2 hours of free beer n' polka, we had to knock 'em back quick. By 8pm I was extremely friendly and Audrey was being hit on (but totally didn't realize it.) When we left, Audrey's suitor followed us out. Then he followed us to the next bar. So we ditched it and drank mudslides on my balcony instead. That was the fatal flaw to the evening- I woke up feeling like I'd feasted on rat poison last night. (In actuality, I had a soft pretzel for dinner.)

Anywho, here I am at work, shoving crappy greasy Mexican food into my mouth, trying to get my ish together in time to do a workout sometime today, since this morning's run obviously didn't happen. Yah. Nothing like 2000 fat calories to cope with the 2000 alcohol calories. But it's so FUN.

Living well always comes before living "right." ALWAYS.