My niece went to time-out and then passed out.
Well, that's one way to do it. That's how most people feel about Monday.
Here is my training from last week. I feel pretty lousy about it. Between my 50 hour wok week and taking on the bulk of household responsibility this week (since Trey had eye surgery), -- there was almost no time left for a long run. To make myself feel better, I ran 7 miles this morning, instead of my usual 4-5 miler. It helped.