Currently my home is filled with cooties. Over the weekend Jeff was on a golf-trip and Wrigley developed a cough. She only coughs when she gets worked up, so I try to keep her calm. (This is nearly an impossible feat. If you know Wrigley, you know she has the heart and mind of a puppy and the body of a 4-year-old lab.) While Wrigley and I wallowed in our misery over the weekend, Jeff was busy picking up a cold, which he brought home with him on Monday. I have been sick three times this winter and refuse to get sick again. Jeff has been warned to keep his distance from me or he will be suffering my wrath
On a different note: I did go to Pilates yeserday, and my legs are sore today. Not in the I-think-I-hurt-myself-kind-of-way but in the so-lazy-my-muscles-are-deterioriating-kind-of-way. Its a good kind of hurt, and due to my recent inactivity, it's one I havent had in a while ;) I have this 5K coming up in just a few weeks (less than 2 to be exact). You would think that a 5K would be nothing for someone who trained for a marathon last year, but at this point this 5K is looming over my head like it is a marathon. If I dont get my patootie in gear, you are going to be hearing quite a sob story from me the day after that event!
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