training: day one hundred and ten

man, i was jet-lagged. 23 hours of being up will do that. i laid down for a nap and woke up two hours later, and it was dark. too late to do my workouts! oh, man. well, long story short we found a 24 hour gym and they had a daily fee. however, the clerk had just cashed out her drawer for end-of-shift, and i was like oh, crap, and said "pleeease, let me work out it's 10pm, i'm jet-lagged and i am dying here."

in the spirit of the island, she said "oh, i'll let you work out. just go ahead. i'm tired, so i don't want mess with my cash drawer."

yay! free workout!