Well kids, we’re just about done with the longest week of. my. life.

I apologize for my absence yesterday… I left the house around 9am and didn’t get home until well after 10pm.

I’m exhausted.

I work in Sales. Inside Sales. Meaning I sit at a desk for upwards of 8 hours a day. I take the bus to/from work. I workout. I fill up my water bottle 293754684 times a day to move around the office.

That’s about the extent of my “on-my-feet-time”.

This week. . . was different.

This week I kept odd (LATE) hours (I’m usually dead asleep on the couch around 10pm on weeknights), was on my feet upwards of 8 hours a day (this is why I did not last long working retail), was out at Happy Hours a few evenings, weaved my way through an excess several thousand people in SF, and still kept up with my marathon training.

At least I got to sleep in a little (5am hour I didn’t miss you even a little bit.)

Oh and still had to hit my quota.

This is what I feel like. Awake, but barely.

Don’t get me wrong – I drank some delicious wine, and watermelon infused beer (favorite ever, thank you 21st Amendment).

I ate belly stuffing flatbreads and tapas at Thirsty Bear.

I didn’t miss a single run (including a 6 mile run yesterday and 3 miles today).

All of that aside, I can’t wait to be able to sleep in for 3 glorious days, not be on my feet all day (I swear even the most comfortable flats are no longer comfortable after 5-6 hours). And eat more delicious food (“fuel”) and drink more delicious wine and beer (heart-healthy my friends, heart-healthy.)

And (hopefully) enjoy some gorgeous pre-fall (aka SF Summer) weather!

Off to end the week on a high note. . . hope yours ends well too!