I was all geared up for a 3-mile run after dropping Carlie off at school, but Carlie never got dropped off at school. After it was determined that she was not going to die, I went for a 1.5 mile run. And I was all "ow ow ow my legs". WTF?
Day 12 of 365 Days of Grace.
I am grateful for:
1. Son cooking dinner tonight
2. Daughter not sick with disgusting vomity bug
3. The return of "24" (I know, I am lame, so sue me)
4. A cozy sweater on a gray day
5. Beautiful yarns to knit