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3.11.13

hello again monday. with "spring ahead" and losing an hour this past weekend, im a tired pup today. maybe its cause i went to sleep at 5am on saturday or ran 31 miles this weekend. haha, nah, has to be losing that hour. you dont really realize the power of an hour until you get it taken away.

see, even LL is tired from losing an hour:



oh, wait, she just flirted with drugs for too long. something tells me she could use an extra hour of beauty sleep though. jesus.

heading to panama city beach tomorrow to throw a maxim spring break party with audrina. heres to hoping i dont witness any vomit, hookups, drugs or babies being made. what am i saying?! this is maxim spring break!! i am bound to see some combination of all of that :)



started my day with a 9 mile run along the FDR. started in the dark and finished post sunrise. it was a really peaceful, great way to start my day. i found myself just feeling grateful to be out there doing my thing along the water. there arent many times you can steal moments in nyc so when you can, you should. thought about my dad a lot, thought about how beautiful the city can be, thought about how much i wanted to be back in bed (those first 20 minutes of every run are brutal) and thought about how amazing the coffee was going to taste after i was done. (not my pic below, but it shows the running path so you get the idea). and i was right, that grande bold from the bux made me really happy. the post run flush didnt hurt either.



i normally try to be more in the moment than "oh man i wish i could hurry up and it be ______ (fill in the blank for a future date here)" but i really am psyched for the coming weekend. we have a packed weekend coming up!!! just gotta survive panama city beach ;)

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