This isn't what I would prescribe for everyone, but I like to think that as long as I'm healthy, 60 miles is essentially my base. So, while I'm not increasing the miles like I should, I know that after a few complaints my body will basically figure it out and get with the program. But, until then? I'll be the 31 year old reaching for the railing in the handicap bathroom stall and taking the elevator to the 2nd floor.
This week's funny foto Friday makes me laugh every time I think about it. I remember my mom doing a headcount whenever we went anywhere and were about to leave. Granted, there were only 3 of us kids, but the more I have a kid of my own, the more it seems like losing him is an inevitable predicament.
I totally would have lied.
"JUST KIDDING, in the bathroom with diarrhea. Will be out in 15 min"
Bonus funny pic! I'm not sure why this optical illusion makes me laugh (because I'm 5), but it does.
Finally, while I've been sick over the last month, my son has really been a trooper. He hasn't been TOO naughty and is even starting to potty train. Thank God for cartoons. Happy Friday!
The only way that you can tell I felt like death in this picture was my crazy bloodshot eyes! #Winning
Bonus kid pic! This isn't my son, but I'll bet you $100 it will be, very soon.