This is the Day That Never Ends

Yes, it goes on and on my friend. I just started living it, not knowing what it was and I'm just living it and living it just because this is the day that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friend...

No, I'm not insane, and yes, the above is an allusion to "The Song That Never Ends." Why is my day never ending? Let me start from the beginning (which happened oh, so long ago)...

2:29am. I woke up. And I just lied in bed. And stayed there. Wide awake. Not sleeping. Counted 20 sheeps. Counted toothpicks. Balanced my checkbook mentally. Wondered what I did to deserve this unexpected bout of insomnia. Looked over at the clock. 2:35. Geez. After 5 more torturous minutes, I finally got up. I walked over to the fridge, but alas - no red wine was in the fridge (wine makes me sleepy). So I plopped on the couch and flipped on the tv. Surprise, surprise - nothing is on at 3am! I watched a bit of Emeril, a bit of the film "A Knight's Tale", a bit of MSNBC's special on inmates at Brushy State Penitentiary (sp). At 3:50, I figured I'd try to go back asleep, despite the fact that the alarm was to wake me up at 5. I think between 3:50 and 5, I slept 5 minutes.

At 5, my alarm sounded off and away I went to the 30k in Sugarland. Having once been a Starbucks manager in that area, I knew that they were open at 5:30, so I planned on getting coffee. No such luck. Apparently in the 2 years that it's been since I've worked over there, they moved their hours to 6am. Drat!

I went to the 30k, met up with my fellow Striders and proceeded to put out the water station and we began to hand out water to grateful runners from 7:15ish to 10:30ish. Go Vick! Go Steeeve! Go Steve B.! Go Jessica! Go Bill! Go everyone who ran in the freezing cold rain!

After the race, Junebug and Jen(who were at the water stop with me) and I went to cheer on Vic's triumphant finish, and then we joined other Striders and the Sailor for lunch at the pub. Mmmmmm. Burgers.

Afterwards, the Sailor and I ran errands, I came home to grade papers, and work on school stuff (finals are this week... Thank GOD!!).

So, it's 6:27pm and I've been awake since 2:30. I'm exhausted. My head hurts. My body hurts. I'm tired...............

But Junebug has decided to join me for the London Marathon! Yippee!!