Yes, it's true. I'm still sick. No voice, coughing like crazy and tired.
Day 8 of not running.
Sick and tired of being sick and tired.
I had a moment to peruse my blog and MAN, someone needs a sunshine make over. It has been a long winter!
I got a fragrance ad in the mail – bright, happy, orange.
So I posted this picture of Tory Burch on my fridge – golden blond hair, glowing skin . . . looking healthy and sun-kissed (I don't even care how much that photo was retouched, I like it) unlike me, pasty white, coughing, feeling completely out of shape.
When I'm better, I'll work on some muscle tone too . . . geeze. Those running pictures of me are most unflattering – one may think it's my first day going out for a jog.
Rest is best to shake being sick, but getting a little restless. You can bet I'm thinking of the next race . . .
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