|The one picture I attempted of 'The Strip'|
|I went to dinner at Caesar's Palace, and the place was SO BIG the concierge's directions spilled over two maps . TWO MAPS! ONE HOTEL!|
And oh, there were brain wave reading cat ears.*
Every day was jam packed, and I haven't gotten more than 5 hours of sleep since Monday. But last night when I found myself with about 90 minutes of free time between work and dinner, dead tired, I made the decision to go for a run rather than nap.
It was only 30 minutes. On the treadmill. Without music. (rookie mistake of CES- protect your power cords with your life, preferably wearing/holding them in your hand. You will lose them and then learn how vital they are)
But it was great, and I felt so much better after the 30 minutes. And so much better than had I taken a nap! Before the run, I didn't know if I'd make it through dinner I was so tired. But after the run? I managed to make it out until 11:30 (easy now!) before heading back to my hotel to pack/nap for my pre-5am wake-up call. If I had taken a nap? I either would have woken up groggy and miserable, or wouldn't have waken up until the next morning. A run was definitely the better choice ;)
*I promise I have more thoughts than 'cool!' and am slightly more intelligent than I sound. I'll be posting them on JustAllie in a few days.