02/14/08

The worst Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had. Even though I did get the flowers, the card and the candy heart.
Drove to Oviedo in the morning to a sales class. Everything went all right until lunchtime. I wanted Chipotle but the line was so long it went outside the door so I had a crappy Blimpie sandwich at a gas station instead.
Just before I wanted to go back to class I noticed a voice mail on my phone: My mom had to go to the hospital for some heart issues. I called them back and decided to skip the afternoon class to support and interpret as my parents don’t speak much English. I called Jon and he went there, too.
At the hospital all tests were good, but everybody was stressed out and just to make sure she had to stay overnight to do more tests in the morning.
I ran late at night after stress eating too many cookies and went to bed right after a way to fast tempo run. The result was bad stomach and back pain all night until I ate some ice-cream at four in the morning, was finally able to throw up and got better after that.

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