Before I dive into what happened over the weekend, I would like to thank everyone for the help with my 'tight ass' issue from my last post. I have been focusing on my stretching and my runs have felt better. You guys are awesome!
So Big J and I headed down to Lake Mary (Orlando) this past weekend for my work Christmas Party. It was great to meet every ones significant other and see everyone all dressed up senior prom style. But since I do live in 6 hours away, it's a weekend ordeal. So after drinking all weekend (did I mention that our company also owns an Irish Pub...that is walking distance from the hotel that we always stay in) and having a good time.
Anyway, Sunday we where cruising home and we stopped at one of those weird turnpike rest stops. For those of you who live in Florida, you know what I'm talking about. For those of you who don't, it a stop in the middle of the turnpike where you can get anything from gas to KFC to a bag of oranges and even tickets to Walt Disney World. So we hop back into the Jetta, and it won't start. Are you kidding me. We are 5 hours away from home.
So Big J has me go in to the 'wal-mart of gas stations' to get a coke. Who knew that coke would eat away corrosion on a battery? Gross. I'm never going to drink a soda again. Ever. Anyway, that did not work. Crap. So we go to the gas station 'section' and the attendant calls some super secret guy. And this guy shows up...
Ahh! The sky opened up and the sun shown down on this blessed man. He gave us a jump...and we where on our way!
Hope everyone had a good weekend!