While I wasn't blogging this week I:

Finished the NYC marathon, freaked out about my time being 3 minutes slower than I thought, received the good news that the marathon timing system was flawed and in fact, my time was 3 minutes faster than what was published in the NY Times (that's right, this week my name was also in the NY Times) proudly wore my metal to work on Tuesday morning where all my coworkers made me feel like a celebrity

Woke up in quite literally the most amount of pain I've ever been in, got drunk at 1 in the afternoon on a Monday with my bestests, had lunch at an old favorite in the E Village, napped like a rockstar, took a whole lot of Advil and Tylenol PM, waddled like a penguin around my office, wore nothing but sneakers and baggy pants to work, went down the steps both in my building and to the 5 train backwards, asked for assistance when getting up from the sitting or squatting position on more than one occassion

Got a new blackberry, freaked out at "the T" for charing me $86 for 2 weeks of service, relished at being "IN" again, was perpetually annoyed by duplicated messages coming from "myself" to my pearl, convinced my better half to join facebook because he lost a bet (don't ever make a bet with me unless you plan to lose) started listening to Holiday music, threw a dance party in my office

Finally returned Borat, which, for the record I've had from Netflix since March (!), received a new movie that I have yet to watch but put on the docket for this weekend, went out for beers with my coworkers, learned that my boss is a dem but loves the MTA, battled about the war in Iraq and the '08 election, spent another crazy half hour trying to dodge traffic in midtown for a cab, got drunk off two beers because my tolerance is shot to hell

Ate a lot less carbs than last week, lost three pounds, worried less, slept less, ran less or...none at all, laughed more, smiled more, relaxed more...
returned to normal!