A Case of the Mondays.

A great weekend came to a close last night with dinner and drinks with friends. Several outstanding beers were enjoyed. When I’m having a few, especially if they’re higher in alcohol, I tend to test a lot. I really only mention this because I ran out the door this morning without breakfast (exceeding rare for me) meaning I didn’t test until I was at the office. And used my last strip. Crap. So not only did I have an unusual breakfast with more carbs than normal, but now I’m flying blind until I get home tonight. While I know everything will be fine, and I am erring on the side of being a little high, it’s not my preferred start to the week. To make matters worse, Mondays are my traditional rest day, so no running. I get grumpy when I don’t run. Also my shoelace just broke. Grrr.

In other news, the Philadelphia Union start their season tonight. I’ve been watching a fair amount of EPL and some Bundesliga, but I just don’t have the same emotional investment as I do with the U. So tonight it’s off to the Iron Abbey where there should be a fair number of fans and the usual SoB’s. I’m not overly hopeful about the result, as historically East Coast teams tend to play poorly on the West Coast. Add to that the artificial turf surface, the diminutive field dimensions, and the always loud Timbers Army for a game I’ll be ecstatic to take a point from.

Finally, I’d like to take just a moment to thank the folks who have taken the time to read this site and even comment. It’s truly gratifying to think someone might get some small measure of inspiration, knowledge, or even just entertainment from these pages. Thanks!

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1 Response to A Case of the Mondays.

  1. You’re welcome! And Thank YOU for posting and inspiring us! 🙂

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