One short week. That's all the work I have between me and a few days off. No sweat.
Add on the fact that two of those days have department or office parties ending the day early and that's enough to balance out my ass still killing me and having to take the train for at least another week. I can't complain too much-I hit over 2500 miles for the year and can probably afford to take some time off and pick it back up in 2012 a few pounds heavier.
Current beer-scale: 8.8 and about to get taken care of.