Last night went to happy hour at The Foundry with Shena and Pete. Good times. Then Pete and I watched a movie starring Patrick Swayze as a Kentucky hillbilly with a sweet mullet.
Today I ate something for lunch that had been in my fridge for a questionable length of time, and now my stomach is audibly churning its discontent. Today is the day I have planned, for over a week, to return to the world of exercise and running. Of course it would happen to also be a day with a HEAT ADVISORY. Hopefully I don’t pass out while running, although I only plan to run 1.3 miles, so it’s not a marathon of the gods or anything. My motto is, “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Or it makes you really, really sick. Whatever.”

Orange Cat