I ache from head to toe. I've been working like twenty hours days all week and I'm worn out. Every now and then I'll say something funny just to keep my energy level up, but I'm all out of jokes.
I'm sitting in a quiet corner of a skybox in the Tampa Forum. There's a few minutes between live shots and I want to share pictures and tell you what's going on behind the scenes.
It's an amazing experience, but I can't even begin to really process anything. We're hitting the ground running early every day and just trying not to drop the ball in getting on TV.
By the way, I started this post a couple of days ago, but this is as far as I've gotten in writing it up.
Most of communication with the internet world has been through Instagram.
I really want to try and tell a story, but it seems like I'll never get anything posted if I don't just cut it short.
Dave Bryan and I are doing fine. The hours are long and the work is difficult.
There's nothing to be done. (added - By the way, this was Dave and myself on most nights. When everyone else was done for the day, we were the last crews in the work center, doing prep for the next day and the next day sometimes started in a couple of hours.)
We'll just keep working and try not to think about it.