I'm back in the USA. I am working on a massive wrap up post from the Games. But for now, I'm enjoying the fact that for the first time in over a YEAR, nothing is pressing. Yes, I am headed up to Nike next week to check out Sochi gear and I still have to get to Munich to pick a distribution center for 2014. But pretty much since August of 2011 when Pan Am prep was in high gear, I've had that nagging, "you have stuff to do" feeling in the back of my head. It'll perk back up pretty quick but for today, I am going to go pick up 57 days worth of mail, get my eyebrows waxed, get some actual vegetables into my house, and go to bed at like 7. Because it turns out you can't catch up on 365 days of tired in 72 hours.