I’m home from work today since Jasper is still sick. It’s not too big of a deal since I cut my work schedule down to four days. It seems like once a week I had to take him to get an immunization, a sick dr appt, or a sick day from school, so it really seemed logical to just go ahead and have a day off. It must really suck at times to be a baby. Jasper is getting 4 teeth in various stages of breaking his gums, getting over a cold, and still has his terrible GI bug. I guess it is a small miracle he sleeps at all and hasn’t imploded.
I don’t feel quite as grouchy about the situation as I did yesterday. I woke up feeling like I was hit by a truck…as I feared I might. We did some of the hardest core work I’ve ever done in my life in yoga yesterday. So today any twisting , coughing, or general movement hurts. My arms and shoulders hurt too. I guess the yoga is doing it’s thing…working my wimpy little muscles. Today is my tempo run day, but I questioned how tempo-y it would be when I am this sore, and I had a couple wake ups last night. I took off half asleep to see what I could do. About 3 miles in I realized I left Pancake outside. It was cold, she is not an outdoor dog, and Mike would not be up for awhile. So I ran home as fast as I could to let her back in. Tempo run accomplished, Pancake enjoyed an extra treat for sitting on a cold patio for an hour.
Ok, house work calls. Gotta take advantage of my 1 hour or so of time I am not chasing the Owl and removing him from Pancake’s food and water bowls.