I went to bed at 8:15 last night. I was beat. I've been running all over the Chicagoland area for work the last few days and it has finally caught up with me.
Not a fun run. No leg pain, just a wicked hang over. Our favorite margarita place is going out of business so we hit it hard last night. I am having trouble remembering pieces of last night it got that bad. The only thing that saved me from feeling like total hell this morning was the giant burrito I had before bed last night. It soaked up all the booze. May try and go swim late this afternoon as well.