This week, I'm thinking...
- that I really am just so done with snow and cold (Unlike Frances, I do occasionally complain about the weather.)
- that even the dogs were unsure about the last one
- especially when it started thawing
- and got a hard crust on top
- but still had a soft, squishy middle
- and they kept falling through
- but that didn't stop them from trying to chase squirrels
- how a treadmill in the gym is an okay option when it's still too cold to run outside lest I irritate my barely-recovered lungs
- but it's a little boring
- even when I'm running away from zombies
- so I'm looking forward to slightly-warmer-than-freezing-temperatures so I can run outside again with the 5k program gang
- that working my way back up from where I was before the Two Week Nastiness is a little frustrating
- how I need to keep reminding myself to take it slow
- how, on the other hand, I may be finding a more comfortable pace
- that I'm not out to win medals or break speed records
- how I really just want to get to the point where I can run 5k continuously with no walking
- how that means keeping it slow for now is probably smarter anyway
- but I refuse to call the Two Week Nastiness a "blessing in disguise"
- unless you count DH saying "bless you" when I sneezed
- but that wasn't really in disguise
- so nope, doesn't count
- that I'm getting better about doing embroidery while I'm watching TV
- how it's nice to finally be making a little progress
- that maybe I'll actually be done with the Halloween BOM in time for Halloween this year
- but let's not get ahead ourselves
- this is me we're talking about, after all