Wednesday, August 15, 2007


What happened? She was all set to hit, and then the damn thing stalled outside the Big Island, and just sat there for 24 hours while her life just dwindled away.

Meanwhile, I thought I was over jet lag - that I didn't even have any, in fact. I was wrong. The past two nights I woke up bright-eyed and ready to go ... at 3 in the morning. So I missed yoga Monday, and practice yesterday. There's a race Sunday, but there's no way in hell I'll qualify for a seat, or survive if I do. I think part of the reason I stayed late at work yesterday was so that I'd wrack any vestigial chances I had of getting a seat. I was getting towards peak shape when I left for Ireland, but close to two weeks of smoking and drinking has set me back some.

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