Of the race that is. I just might if I don't tackle this massive cold I've had since Sunday. It wouldn't be so bad except for the chest congestion which is not allowing me to breath. But who needs to breath when your running, right? Seems like every time the holidays roll around I get sick. Any time I've had the flu, it's been over Christmas break. I blame the holiday parties with friends and family I haven't seen for years. Everybody's kissing and hugging each other. It's a breeding ground for sickness. And why is it I can never get a mild cold it's always a hacking cough that sounds like an 85 year old lady who's been smoking since she was five. Super attractive.
On a good note I went shopping Thursday and bought the next size smaller in a pair of pants. SWEEEET! I have a bag full of pants to bring to the tailor too. My wadrobe is officially too big for me. It's good to have such problems.
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