My training is going really well. I’m too busy to think of much else. I’m up and out of the house before he gets up and in bed shortly after he gets home, if not before. Stomach flu took me out of the game yesterday and today. Blech! Being sick sucks major rocks.
Where’s the marriage? Hell if I know. Running only works for so long. I have a week of training left, plus a couple of days to make up for the sickness. All but a couple of us got it, nothing like doing things as a class.
As things settle out in my life I’ll have to determine what’s up on the ‘us’ front. The respite has been nice. Perhaps it will continue. I’d really like for this to be resolved one way or the other.
I’m going back to bed now.