Yeah what do you think I chose? In addition to not getting up mid-ACL on Saturday morning to run, I have not gotten up any morning since. The rock n' roll lifestyle is hard on a 34 year old y'all, and I didn't even make it to an afterparty. This Saturday should be really painful.
Miles: I did walk to ACL and back everyday. Maybe 6 over three days. (In flip flops!)
Beers: Definitely more than 6 over three days.
Hours of Sleep: Maybe 6 over three days.
Breakfast Tacos: 4 (and an order of chorizo con huevos)
Awesome Bands Seen: Many.
Words Eaten: All of the ones I said about how annoyingly twee Arcade Fire is.
Love for Jeff Tweedy: Stronger than ever.
Text Messages Exchanged with Sarah About Meeting Up: 10
Times We Actually Saw Each Other At ACL: 0
SPF I Sunburned Through: 45
Amount I Sweated, In Gallons: 2
Time I Got Up on Monday to Drive to the Airport: 5:3o am
Number of Times I Have Turned Off My Alarm and Failed to Work Out This Week: 3
ACL?: Totally worth it.
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