Subject: Its 10:30 on a Sat night...I went and picked up dinner, to go, alone. Actually I wasn't sad, it just sounds sad. Anyway, I was thinking if the people at the restaurant thought I was a loser, then thought to myself: "I'm not a loser, I got up before 4am today, had a kick ass race, and I'm freaking tired. I don't care how I look or that I'm home alone..." Anyway, got home with my food, ate a big 'ol hamburger and fries. And couldnt stop thinking about my friends drinking it up in the bars. Oh well...I'm gonna be an ironman one day... BTW: reading this forum doesnt make my Sat. night so bad. |