Damn you daylight savings!

Seriously.  The title should say it all.

On Saturday when I got done with my workout room, I told myself I was going to do my best to wake up early every day and work out BEFORE work.  Yeah… right.  So far, that hasn’t happened.  It’s too freaking dark at 6:00 AM.  I hate it.  It’s like my body physically refuses to get up because it thinks it’s still night-time.  Doesn’t help that I was woken up a bunch last night (but what’s new, right?)  Well, there must have been a fire or something in our general area, because we woke up to Sam HOWLING and after we both JUMPED awake, we heard the sirens.  A bunch of ’em.  Bart looked out the window (probably to make sure it wasn’t our neighbors or something) but obviously didn’t see anything, so I dunno what it was, but wow… being jerked awake at 3 AM by a howling dog right next to your bed… lets just say I woke up with a headache and I still have it.  Blaaaah.

Yesterday’s work out was sort of wimpy.  I did 40 minutes, but realistically it was probably like 30, because I think 10 of that I was just blahing around.  Blah.  Still, better than nothing, right?

This is my quote for the week:

“That would be cool if you could eat a good food with a bad food and the good food would cover for the bad food when it got to your stomach. Like you could eat a carrot with an onion ring and they would travel down to your stomach, then they would get there, and the carrot would say; It’s cool, he’s with me.”

Baaahahahaha.  …what?  Come on, that’s funny!!!