"For many of us, Sundays start as a hopeful turning point–a time to wake up early and embark on ambiguous errands, try out new and improved workout regimes, and of course, stress to yourself and others that “this is the week I’m gonna finally get it all together.”
Then 2pm rolls around, and all you can do is laugh at yourself for actually thinking there’s something greater to life than wearing sweatpants.” (via thoughtcatalog)
Visiting Jordo in New Haven and getting a taste of grad student life at the YaleHarvard tailgate/football game. Future PhD’s and doctorate’s of public health getting fantastically fitshaced. Makes me miss college.