So yesterday when I arrived at the hotel I realized I was booked at a completely different hotel I never stay. After I figured out that whole mess (which ended up being not too difficult thanks to the 2 hotels being the same brand and plenty of open rooms) I ended up getting intervals done on the dreadmill while watching Twilight on my ipod :) Not exactly the intervals that my program called for but it was something! And it brought me to just over my total of 7 miles. It just didn't happen all at the same time. After the run I changed and headed out for some dinner at the lovely CPK (California Pizza Kitchen). On my way out some random guy stopped me on the parking lot (creepy right?) and asked if I was "that girl running in that room". If by room you mean 1st floor exercise room then yes. He said he was going to come in but I intimidated him. Ummm....good excuse buddy. Who knows maybe I looked awesome while running but when I looked in the mirror all I saw was a chunk-shaking, red faced, sweat flying, hot mess. Anyways, he was nice enough and the pseudo compliment boosted my ego briefly.
Oh! Someone is moving now there is an outlet to use. Happy days!