When it Rains.. it Pours.

Now, usually that phrase is reserved for when something bad happen.. bad things continue to happen. In this case, I'm talking about physical rain. Here on Hilton Head Island, when it rains, not only does it pour and storm, but no one goes out of their house. Everyone quickly goes into hiding before they get a raindrop on their little heads.

I have continued to work lunch the past few days and it has been SLOW. The rain keeps anyone from going to restaurants apparently. When it is slow at work, the time seems to just tick by one minute at a time. When it is super busy and you have a station or are helping someone on a station, at least an hour or two will pass without you even realizing it. When its slow, you realize every hour will never come and go and you will be stuck at the Quarterdeck for the rest of your life.

Heritage is quickly approaching. The interns are getting restless. Some people have learned where they will be working for heritage, others haven't (I haven't). We know that it is going to be one of the most intense weeks of our lives. I'm getting excited. Hopefully I'll even sneak a peak at Ricky Fowler!

I had Saturday off. That was wonderful. Got up bright and early and drove to Savannah to see Don. I worked out for a while and then he invited me to come watch a weightlifting competition which he was coaching a few competitors for. This was awesome! They weighed in and then we all went to eat at a chicken and waffles place (which was slightly difficult for Don and me because we are both paleo!) There were four guys who Don was coaching. Two of them were super heavys. When one got out of the car he said "I knew I smelt waffles coming down the road!" Apparently from a mile away he had smelled the waffles. Absolutely hilarious. When he ordered TWO orders of the chicken and waffles plates the server brought them over and said "Who had the second?" and he looked at her, pointed to the table and said "Oh no, that goes right here too". She looked horrified. It was amazing.

One of the guys was about my height and had maybe the biggest back I've ever seen in my life. He had been working out at a gym in Chicago and no one had paid attention to him there. He paid his own way and made it on the MDUSA Weightlifting Team in Charlotte. Where there's a will, there's a way. Don said "How could you ignore that!? He's built perfectly for lifting! If he walked into my gym, I would have nailed his feet to the platform and never let him leave!"

So that's all for now folks. Off to work I go!