I feel so full.

Sunday morning I woke up earlier than usual, waltzed over to the gym to find one of my teammates talking to the security guard. Pool closed. Damnit. Some kid "pooped" in the pool as the guard told us. We moped around outside for people to show up, and started playing broken telephone. After a while the lifeguards came out and told us it was it was some barf, and not much of it. A couple of us ended up going out for brunch and I had a club sandwich which I couldn't finish.

Got home, felt full, didn't want to move. Finally got up to go to my parents to clean the car. I'm transferring the lease to an ex-co-worker; so I had to clean some of the grease stains on the interior :P

Becca wanted to go out for sushi, but since we had already gone out earlier today, we decided it better to stay in. Instead we made tons of sushi, and after we were stuffed (I was constantly eating the crappy end pieces) there were still two platefuls left. Oops. So today was an unexpected rest day, and overstuffing.

Friday I did nothing and Saturday I was out biking for about 2.5 hrs. It was a bit chilly but it felt good. Still patches of ice and snow on the lachine bike path...