I am running for every mom, as a mom, who has had to see their baby endure chemo. I am running for every mom, as a mom, who has had to wear a paper hospital gown just to touch their baby. I am running for every mom, as a mom, who did not get to bring their baby home. I run in memory of my youngest son and cherish everyday with my oldest one. Join me in my adventures through motherhood, family life, and the challenges of being a 30-something athlete.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
UGH
Oh what a day! It started off by getting ditched for a morning run. I decided to go run at the YMCA instead. Right when I started feeling good I got a stinger in my bum foot and had to cut the run short. I proceeded to take Wes to the wrong library branch and missed story time. Finally while cooking dinner, I dropped a very full glass jar of minced garlic and had is shatter all over the kitchen floor. What the hell??? I'm going to bed.
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