It's official, I have jumped on the band wagon and allowed myself to get swept up in the fan fury of our little Orlando Magic kicking some serious @ss. I'm not all that in to basketball, for all the games I've gone to since moving here I can honestly say I remember little of any because I tended to just drink myself in to oblivion and not care a bit who won or lost as long as I had a full beer in my hand... but I gotta say, this season has actually been interesting. I've found myself genuinely excited for the next game and getting riled up during. So in honor of our dear Magic I say this... I BELIEVE IN MAGIC! GO MAGIC!
On the running front let me tell you how I had to give myself a stern talking to last night before I went to bed. Sad but true. I sat myself down and expressed my frustration with myself for not getting my butt in gear and sticking to the training plan. Skipping runs this week was unacceptable and if I didn't get up tomorrow morning and run I was in big trouble! As I lay there begging for sleep to take me away I envisioned my alarm clock going off and me enjoying a morning run... at 12:35 am a text came through and I was still laying there envisioning said run and wishing for sleep. I ignored the text... until 12:50 am when I realized sleep wasn't happening and maybe whoever was texting would offer some entertainment to my otherwise restless night. Thinking it was a drunk friend I checked it. Not a drunk friend. Imagine that. I spent the next hour on the phone chatting it up like it was 1 pm and not 1 am. Finally enough was enough and I made myself attempt sleep again. Still envisioning running I finally drifted off somewhere around 3 am. 5:45 am came and fearing serious repercussions I indeed dragged my sorry sleepy @ss out of bed and hit the pavement. It was worth it. Time to get back on track.
In other news Crazy B and I had a serious in depth conversation about building an ark. We've decided that although we'll be sure to collect two of all animals as prophesized we will be eliminating the arachnid race. Also all things creepy crawly. (i.e. snakes, bugs, the stupid lizards that are all over Florida, etc...) Hopefully the man upstairs doesn't mind too much. Also we've decided to bring more than two men... not because we're greedy or anything but because we need options in case we get bored with the first two. When will this wretched rain end???
And one final note... I FINALLY finished reading Gone with the Wind. "The epic novel of our time" was the longest book EVER! My literary friend told me it was a must read... and while it was a helluva story I gotta say I want to crack Scarlett up side the head for being such a stupid greedy woman and not realizing that Rhett Butler was the love of her life. He had me at Hello. *sigh* Crazy B and I also got in a huge convo about this yesterday and it ended by stating... "How sad is it that we are discussing the demise of fictional characters?" We are so lame.