One the kids exploded last night.
Lost sleep left me skipping my AM workout.
Shame, too. I needed that run and swim.
Instead, had a brilliant 1 mile run after work. All I could fit in.
Now I've got nearly all my long run gear ready to go for tomorrow.
On little sleep.
Because we were out late tonight watching/celebrating this.
My little brother's graduation.
3rd in his class. I counted 560 chairs.
Know what 3rd in your class means?
It means you are the alternatorian. No speech unless the valedictorian/salutatorian explode.
Proud of the kid.
There were several speeches about looking forward to the successes of your future.
No thanks. Live in the day.
2 comments:
Congrats to your smarty pants brother! So you must have the looks if he got the brains? haha
Yay for the brother. Even if he makes comments about you being fat.
And 1 mile is more than I did yesterday. See, I would be terrible at Juneathon.
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