It took me a full week to recover from that cold. And then I had to go and eat corned beef and drink Guinness yesterday.

I had to. I don't screw around with shitty substitutes on the major holidays.

My stomach is in a bit of an uproar over it all, however, and despite a day of clean, light eating, my body is still adjusting. Plus I worked late tonight and didn't make it to the gym before work, so I don't know that skipping a work out helped things much. Ah well. Things happen.

Tomorrow I'm going to be in the gym by 5:30 a.m. so I can run my three miles and do some heavy-duty lifting. I've been doing the same routine for a month now and it's time to kick it up a notch. I certainly feel stronger, and I though I can't see much of a difference in my clothes, mostly because my body is still very much under wraps, I can see muscles defined where they weren't before. Which is good.

Next weekend is the Shamrock Shuffle and then I'm off to Las Vegas for nearly a week. Lots of running on The Strip is planned, if nothing else. Mostly I'm just praying for winter to finally make its exit stage left because I'm really not kidding when I say this winter is getting the best of me.

Posted by Erin at 09:47 PM | filed under: Random