I’m sick. Of course- I take off for a tiny bit of relaxation and I come home with a cold. Go figure. It matches the grim and cold weather outside- I’m very tired of shoveling snow this year. It’s almost February though, so we’re halfway done with winter, right? Right? Craving some sunshine.
School this quarter is harder than the last few- I’ll be surprised if I can pull another 4.0- so start laying odds now. We shall see.
Tonight I made a killer eggplant parmigiana with Rao’s recipe sauce, smoked mozzarella and prosciutto- the kids wouldn’t touch it, and ended up eating frozen pizza. Every tried Rao’s recipes? Oh yes, I do recommend them if you have the chance…
Yesterday at the gym, I had them to a body analysis, and I’ve come farther than I thought. I still have a long way to go, but I’m much closer than I was, and am almost ready to begin training for the race I’ve committed to run. It’s a long way off, but I’m going to need that time to get up to speed. Maybe I should find a shorter race first, but I’m kind of an all-in person, so here goes nothing: I’m running the Disneyland Half Marathon in September. Go big or go home, isn’t that what the kids are saying?
Also yesterday at the gym? Ran two miles and then did a full TRX class. Today, I cannot move. Serves me right.
My boys spent the day alternating between fighting with each other, and helping each other make ghost-busting packs to wear, complete with hoses, backpacks and shooters- and they’ve never seen Ghostbusters. Abby played in my make-up while I layed around feeling like crap. Stupid cold.
Last Saturday I scraped my chin on the bottom of a swimming pool, and now, finally, a week later, it’s almost healed. Nothing makes a girl feel prettier than a big scab on her face. Excellent timing too, what with flying the coop for the weekend. Do I have the luck or what?