Squats and shots, baby. Squats. And. Shots.

Yesterday was just as fucking nuts as I assumed it would be.

Thursdays are one of my rest days from workouts. (Sunday being the other one.)

And I still managed to get 15,000 steps in.

Only 7.5 miles, but I’m still over 55 miles for August so far, so I’m not gonna complain.

The day flew by.

Until it started to rain.

And then my energy plane crashed into the side of Mount Lippincottonia…

I was hoping that today was going to be less insane, but I’m afraid that’s not going to be the case.

Today is already lining up with crazies and they’ve got that hangry look in their eye.

This weekend I’m hoping to get some comic reading in.

But I’m not going to hold my breath.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC