I went ahead and got myself a sweet case of food poisoning on Saturday night. It had been a while since my last tango with that stomach wrenching beast, so I figured why not? Sunday was a rough one, but thanks to my awesome family, I got some rest and Alex had a blast playing with his cousins, aunts, uncles, great aunts and Grandma and Grandpa Z. I am positive my Aunt Mimi is thrilled I just articulated that she is, in fact, a great aunt.
Anywho, the past couple of days I have been living in the land of Queasy Stomachville. But today? Not today people! I felt great this morning and headed out for a 4 mile run. And since it wasn't hotter than Satan's butthole out there this morning, I ran right past 4 and on to 5. It was a little slower pace than I would have liked, but you can't win 'em all!
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