So D got transferred again (this is the 503892348384 time in 6 years). I'm not liking it. Further away (gas), no raise (hahahahahahahahahaha) and he smells like Asian Food when he gets home (I don't like the smell although I like the food).
He isn't happy either. Moreso the hours, which leads me to...
I have made dinner the past two nights. I should be on the prep line and leave cooking for him. Yesterday's dinner was a failure, although D said it was instruction/ingredient error and not operator error after looking at the recipe (meaning for once it wasn't my fault the rice didn't turn out...I can't cook rice). Tonight's dinner was ok, if I liked eggplant. Oh well. I'm betting I'm cooking tomorrow's dinner too.
So today's run and swim halfway happened. I got up. Drank 4 Cups of water and had breakfast. Stopped watching Burn Notice, and went for a 5 mile run. I drank 2 more glasses of water on the way to the gym. So in an hour I drank 6 cups. Ran the 5 miles. Sweated profusely. My legs were lead, but run was done. G2 was consumed during the run (half a bottle). G2 was consumed after the run (rest of the bottle). G2 bottle was filled with water after the run and consumed again. And I had 2 more glasses when I got home. The only thing different from a usual workout it I had 6 instead of 4 waters before the start.
On the way home, I devised my plan of showering, walking the dogs, eating lunch, watching Las Vegas, and then going to the pool. I finished lunch and was watching Las Vegas and started thinking I was going to be sick. Waited and felt worse. And worse. Argh! WTF?
So I took a nap. I woke up at 4 (pool free hours were done). My mouth felt glued shut from dryness and I had a headache. Definitely dehydrated. Kind of odd.
So I got some more water and an Advil. And made dinner.
So half of day 3 got done in Tri Training.