It had not been above freezing here since before the New Year; thus, we have spent a lot of time indoors. Too much time indoors. Like, I've been going 4 or 5 days without so much as walking out to the mailbox, let alone starting up the van, or even putting on shoes. So when the sun finally broke out last week, I decided we needed to go back to taking our daily pre-lunch stroll/death march. The fresh air and, um, bright gray skies will do us good.
In a related anecdote, Matt has been calling me a few choice names lately. Like surly. And quirky. I can't really argue with his assessments. I realized the other day, while driving down a long road here in town that I used to run down regularly, why I've been so downright disagreeable (and yes I know I'm usually disagreeable, but even I know I've been more than just normal disagreeable.) I haven't been able to run! I still go to the gym and walk/run/waddle on my treadmill, but since my belly has gotten rather large, I haven't been able to really RUN. The last time I went for a nice long run was Thanksgiving morning, when I was 14 weeks pregnant. I really need a good 6 or 8 miles of pounding, on a regular basis, to keep me from getting so grumpy. It looks like it will be a while before I get to do that again, so for your own safety, don't get me mad!
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