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The First 1/2 Of My First 10K Race Post. Subtitle: JiggleButt Gonna Getcha
You know how the old saying goes, ’sometimes your the croc, sometimes your the sassy looking dog’. I woke up Saturday morning at 530 AM feeling quite like the sassy dog with a giant croc eating half my body. I went to sleep at Paul’s house Friday night at 1 am, sober, while watching him play a nerdy video game and thinking of clever 530 AM excuses for not wanting/needing to run a 10K.
Lucky for me, I was able to go to sleep by 1AM. I say this because the night before I simply could not go to sleep. I had let whiskey get the better of me and played Call of Duty 2: Modern Warfare 2 with Fellman till 430 Am. He hit the sack then, needing to actually go to “work” in the late morning, leaving me to my lonesome. I tossed and turned on the couch, couldn’t sleep for the life of me. I eventually left the house at 8 AMish in search of some delicious McDonalds hash browns but ended up just making a B line to the house.
Once there, I had the plan to sleep, because you know that’s what people do when done drinking and its 8 am … ish. Lucky for me I couldn’t sleep because, well I don’t know, I get these random insomniac sleep fits every now and then. I go through long stretches of very very little sleep mostly because of not having a job and no structure in life. Regardless, I grab another 2 hours at the most of sleep before I head to Paul’s house because you and me both know that I am not waking up in time myself to go to Quanico to run something I don’t really want to. Paul is reasonably motivated to do so, so I figured that sleeping there would be a proverbial kick in the ass I’d need (despite Paul’s warning before he went to sleep “I’ll try to wake you up once, if you don’t wake up I’ll leave you”). For any regular readers who for some reason questioned who wore the pants in this blog relationship, well there you go.
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