And good grief am I tan.
I had a great time on vacation and am both happy to be back and sad, all at the same time. There were some low points (a dent in my new car, an iced cappuccino exploding on a public bathroom stall, a too late arrival at my sprint this morning), but a million high points to make up for them.
I kept very active (one 30 mile ride, a number of runs, a TON of walking, and lots of local riding) and hit the pillow exhausted each night. I also changed my first flat. Seriously. All by myself.
Incidentally, you guys write a lot. I have over 1000 blog posts to catch up on. That's three zeros. Goodness sakes. This is going to take a while, you know.
Right now, though, I'm exhausted. I've been up since 4 and drove almost 4 hours already. (My attempt at leaving early enough to get to my race, which sadly did not work.) I'm literally going to take a nap. At 10:30 in the morning.
Because today is still officially vacation.