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January 11, 2005


  • What: Treadmill walk
Let me be clear. I was not in the mood to walk this morning. NOT. NOT. NOT.

While I'm feeling better lately I still feel tired a lot. Larry, Paul's boss, even noticed how haggard I look when I popped by the office with teh kid last week. He was quite kind in asking me how I was doing and if Julia was pooping me out now that she's walking.

I can't remember what nice thing I said back but I DO remember thinking "Good grief, I must look absolutely awful if two separate people have inquired about it in two days!"

But I'm walking in a bit and when I'm done I'll come back to post my 2 mile stats above this entry.

At first it was going to be one of those "Dammit, I have to walk" semi-grumpy things. I missed yesterday's walk because I crashed and I'd promised Monique I'd virtual walk with her so I felt a bit bad about not doing what I said I would.

So I really have to get it on today. So I woke up thinking "Must walk. Urrrrghhh. Allergist Appointment. Urrrrggggh."

But now it's a smiley (albeit still tired) thing.

I've just registered online for the Disney 2006 Half Marathon. Hah! Hah!

I'm after the icing, people.