I haven't felt well all week. I don't feel great this morning. I do not feel like racing a 5K. I feel like going for a slow long run. I'm trying to figure out what to do. I really wanna blow off the race and run on the trail. I paid for the race though. Maybe I could do a longer warm-up (2 miles), run the race at MGP, then a 2 mile cooldown. That would give me 7 miles and a nice sense of accomplishment without puking.

I also have a lot of things to do before we leave for Houston. Which I'm trying not to think about. I have to "race" a 5k and help out at WAWA registration this morning. Then we're gonna have Wich Wich for lunch, maybe get a cherry limeaide for the road and off we go. Where in Lagrange is this famed bakery I keep hearing about?

We're going to Houston for a nice overnight trip. We're staying at a nice hotel near Rice. Sushi and sake will be consumed. The Met exhibit at the HMFA will be seen. Maybe a visit to the Zoo, too. I'm sure we'll see a few cars on fire, people driving with their hazards on, and anything else those crazy drivers in Houston do. Hopefully we'll have quality time in the pool and hot tub, too. I'm so excited about this weekend.




Today is officially cycle day 1. I feel so much better knowing I did ovulate.
I ordered my first (and hopefully last) bulk order of ovulation and pregnancy tests. They are cheaper in bulk, I can send you the url of anyone is interested.
My main reason for going on BC way back in 1997 was so Chris and I wouldn't have a child while still in college. (HA!, I'm still laughing about this one.) Another is that I used to get really bad cramps. I always assumed it was because I was soooo overweight. Apparently that wasn't the reason. I'm back to taking lots of vitamin I just to get through the day. I have forgotten what this is like. That and none of my clothes fit. At least though I can bitch about this, this month. For the past 15 I haven't been able to. Maybe I should embrace the cramps, or at least be thankful I'm having them.