Item the first: I am miserably sick. I did not one, but two workouts today. (Note: Not deathly sick. And I don’t think I’m contagious – it’s a sinus-y thing where my ears pop every time I swallow and my head spins thereby making me chronically off balance. I’m sure I was a treat to watch doing P90X yoga and Hip Hop Hustle.)
Item the second: I am in this month’s Fitness Magazine in an article about how I conquered (AHEM) my exercise dependency. (Note: the article wasn’t up on their site last I checked and they forbade me from scanning it in and posting it here. I’ll let you know when it goes live though.)
I will now leave you to contemplate my idiocy while I crawl back to bed.
PS. You know what I crave when I’m sick? A TALL COLD MUG OF MILK. Universe, 1. Charlotte, 0.