It's nearly the end of Wimbledon and 10 days into the tournament, I've only caught bits and pieces of the action. Of course, it doesn't sound like there's been a ton of action to watch since it's been one big rain delay over there in England.
But still, I'm disappointed. Ten days into the tournament, I have yet to catch a glimpse of Andy Roddick. And it's not because he's been knocked out of the tournament. I just haven't been around to see any of the matches he's played.
If I have anything to say about it, that will change this weekend. Because, I will watch Andy this weekend. If it means having to strangle someone over at NBC to force them to show one of Andy's matches.
Because it's been too long since I got to see him smash the 120+ mile per hour serve. Or the big forehands. And of course it helps that he's gorgeous. Ahhh, Andy. Watching him makes me happy.
So that's the only plan I have this weekend.
Well, other than deciding which day I want to attempt my 5-mile run. I can go Saturday, when it's only supposed to be 92 degrees outside and steamy, or Sunday, when it's supposed to be 95 and super steamy. Not much difference. Either way, I think I'll be running early in the morning. With plenty of time left to enjoy Breakfast at Wimbledon.