Having thoroughly enjoyed the past two nights off...I prepare to enjoy yet another before I return to work on Friday night. My boss called today and asked if I could come in early on Saturday night...I think I'll do it...I don't mind being busy during my work week as long as I can have my days off be my Days Off. Got my laundry done this weekend, while I was dogsitting for all the folks who were out of town for the 4th.
My roommate and I have gone out running the last two evenings...I love it and I hate it. I'm a little sore today but mostly my knee just hurts...you know, the joint. Aren't I too young for that?! I think I'll give it a rest for a few nights and then hit the road again. When I'm jogging, right when I think I want to quit and plop down right there, I say 'Size ten! Size ten!' in rhythm with my run or something like 'One, two, three, four, we ain't gonna jiggle no more! Five, six, seven, eight, and I'll have a bunch of dates!' and after making up seven or eight of those ditties and laughing at them, I find we've covered three blocks without thinking about it!