yesterday, tracy and i went to a friend's house and made stuffed jalapenos. omg they were so good. mix the cream cheese with garlic and cumin to stuff the peppers, mash in a couple shrimp, wrap them in bacon, egg whites then breadcrumbs then fry em till they're crispy. omg so good (yes i repeated that twice, they were that good). had some drinks, good nite. but i get home about 9:30 and i can't sleep. totally quiet nite, too, no fireworks, no dogs, no church bells, no chickens, no nada.
a note about sleeping here, i really haven't been. i'm not sure why, i can't fall asleep, and i don't stay asleep more than 3 or 4 hours. sucks.
last nite is different in that i didn't fall asleep until about 4:30am, and i had to go running at 6. so yes, i'm tired today. issue one.
discovered issue two even before i went running, those jalapenos were not my friends. not sure what part of dinner hated me so much.
and you can probably guess issue three, i went running at 6500 feet in the mountains, after having had no exercise for over a week. i only went about 3 miles but i swear i almost vomited out my lungs.
tracy met me and showed me an 'easy' route with mostly flat (cobblestones) and that was more than enough. also remember that tracy is a personal trainer. it was only about 15 minutes until i thought i would die, but she wouldn't let me turn around until i made it to the top of a hill. and then she tried to trick me into going down the other side. sneaky girl.
now we're on the way back, i'm breathing so loud i'm waking up the neighborhood, and she stops. oh merciful god, i can stop. for what? single leg lunges off the curb? are you fucking kidding me?
but i am who i am and i couldn't let her do them alone. 25 each leg. done. run another half mile, thinking about walking, tracy's slowing down! hurray... wait. pushups? and finally, we get to my house (i made it clear i would not be able to accompany her home), and i'm guilted into a set of jump squats.
i'm still waiting for issue number three to make itself more known, i'm sure it won't be long. i think i'll love dark as night, cold morning runs with tracy when i've slept and can breathe. but i'll probably be at sea level well before my lungs will agree to this again.
before i left i was wondering how long it would take me to get sick. 9 days. but i'm not sick sick, so i don't know if this actually counts. its not like oops i drank the water sick. i know that's in my future somewhere in the next year so i think today's just a dress rehearsal.
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Ouch!
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