I've been sick with the same damn cold for about a month now. Although since it's only coughing and the occasional stuffed up nose, I'm more inclined to think that alien babies are breeding in my lungs. Either that or it's TB and I'll die any day now.....alien babies sound like a better option at this point.
I'll be starting up running again tomorrow. I didn't want to "cold" getting worse by going into the increasingly cold weather, but since it doesn't seem to be going away I'll say screw it, and get back into my routine. I'm starting to feel horribly fat and lazy anyways.
I was all the way up to week 6 already (which was kicking my ass), but I think I'll have to scale it back down to week 3 so my lazy little self can play catch up. There is no way I can start back up at 20min non-stop running after not going at all for three weeks. It's just not going to happen.
In more knitterly news, I haven't knitted a damn stitch since September. I just can't be bothered. Not when there is spinning to be done.
|Handspun single, Peruvian Wool.|
|Ashford Traveler Spinning Wheel|
You know, this post had a semi purpose behind it when I started, but that purpose has completely escaped me....