Hello, Is Anyone Out There?

I'm boring lately I know. I've been partying. I've been training. I've been working. I'm sure I can come up with a great post, but I'm just making this short. Here are the quick notes:

Tupelo's King of the Hill triathlon: came in dead last. No that's not a typo. Dead last. But I did finish even if I had to walk the final three miles of the run. What happened? I didn't drink enough water and my legs cramped up so bad I could barely walk to the next mile marker where there was a water station. After three cups of water and some serious stretching, I was able to start jogging again. But I was so completely exhausted by that point, I just walked most of the way. I'm definitely going to drink more water before my next triathlon.

Sabafest: Kicked ass. I got drunk. Then I got more drunk. Then it went downhill. If I pissed anyone off, sorry. Other notes on that night: Walrus rocked, food rocked, and people there rocked, but where was everyone? I knew of about 10 folks who said they were going and blew it off. Yall suck.

Couples shower notes: yall are getting old when you start shutting down the party at 10:30. Boo! Thank God, they pulled out the Jager and Gold. Too bad Butter Fingers Robbins broke a whole bottle of Jager.

Ok, I'm going to bed. I know there's more to talk about...wait! I bought a bike. It'll be here Thursday. After doing the King of the Hill's 22 mile bike ride on a mountain bike, I decided that I needed a real bike. So I bought a used one on ebay. I can't wait for it to get here. I acutally rode my dad's old bike tonight for 50 minutes just to stay in shape for it. I'm really ready to get on my own badass bike.

Ok, that's it for now. I'm going to watch the end of this show and go to bed. Night yall.