Day 3 & 4....sorta....

I want to apologize in advance about my deteriorating mental state, and the un...witty...ness....of the blog about to commence. I've only had 2 hours of sleep in the past 2 days. I took day 3 off of OP:Hot to spend some QT with my boo before I had to take him to the airport at three forty fucking five AY-EM this morning. He gets a mini Florida vacay for his best friend's brother's wedding. Exciting!

I couldn't sleep when I got home from dropping him off at plane town, and had to work at 9am. I told myself I'd take a nap, then do some workouts after work. INSTEAAAD.....I hiked the Barton Creek Greenbelt with my buddies Tyler and William. Exhausted mentally, but not physically, we went 3 miles. Could've gone more, but we had a late start, and it started to get a little dusky. After meeting several cute dogs (including a dalmatian that was scared of swimming), and peeing in a swimming hole, we decided to go back to the car. Since we're all chicks, none of us could keep a handle on which direction we were going, and we got a little lost. We ended up in a dry gully full of beer bottles, abandoned jeans and bras, and this....





What.the.feck.

Soon after, we emerged on the complete opposite side of the parking lot that we started off on. Bitchin' adventure. Then we walked to the top of Mt. Bonnell (you can hardly call it a mountain), and caught the sunset to the sweet, sweet music of some hippie dude playing an electric sitar.





Sushi we ate, and now blogging I am. I really, really really wish I wasn't afraid of the dark so I could get some beauty sleep. You sure can't be hot with raccoon circles under your eyes, and crazy talk coming out of your mouth. Wish me luck.


ALSO....if anyone wants to join me for OP: Hot and be a guest blogger, lemme know. I'm so willing to open this up and let it be a fitness community/comedy thing. Working out is always funny when you're out of shape. Always. Let's laugh at each other.

PS: I saw a peacock too!