Thanksgiving, The Plague, Turkey Trot, and More!

Well hello there 2+ week hiatus. Whoops. What can I say-- life happens. And time just keeps flying by faster and faster. I mean, how is it already DECEMBER?? Whaaaaat?? No. Freaking. Way. It was just summer like yesterday, wasn't it? I swear, fall did not exist.

Anyway-- I'm back. Or at least back-ish. Back for today. :)

Life's been crazy as usual. Bailey caught a bad stomach bug (aka the plague) the week of Thanksgiving. SO MUCH VOMIT. Like, real, grown up vomit. All of me. Over and over. And it was BRIGHT RED because she ate cherries for breakfast. FUUUUUN.

Poor bugs!! And, your welcome for sparing you from the pic of ALL THE VOMIT. Yes, I took a pic. Duh.

Fun, fun times. I swear I can still smell vomit on me. Shudder. Poor girl just did not feel good and was just all sortsa out of sorts. Tired and clingy and crabby and couldn't get comfortable and didn't wanna nap. It was SO MUCH FUN, let me tell ya.

Yes, she did lay this way for numerous minutes and Sadie just sat there and took it. Such a good doggie!

Then, of course, she gave it to me. FUN! We were both feeling OK by Wednesday so we decided to do the trek down to the St. Louis area for Thanksgiving with my fam. After a not-very fun drive where I still felt like I was gonna vomit and Bailey was still a little outta sorts (aka- cried and screamed for half the drive), we made it in 1 piece Wednesday night.

I woke up early Thursday and ran a cold and icy 5k Turkey Trot.

I wasn't wearing my Garmin... ok, I was but it didn't find satellite at all during the entire run. LAME. Anyway- I think I finished in about 31 minutes. Given the icy roads and the fact that this was my first outdoor run in months, I was pretty happy with it.

Of course, the Hubs woke up Thursday sicker than sick and puked IN THE SICK. True love is your wife cleaning your vomit out of the sink while you sleep the day away. No wonder I still swear I can smell vomit in the air. Poor guy had to miss Thanksgiving dinner. Don't worry-- we saved him lots of yummy leftovers and he woke up Friday feeling much, much better.

Friday morning we all woke up and walked in a local parade to help some family friends hand out candy. SO MUCH FUN! But, OMG! So hard to not hand ALL THE CANDY out in the first 2 seconds. Too many cute kids watching the parade BEGGING for candy.

Of course, Saturday my older sister woke up sick. Then Sunday my other sister felt crummy. WHOOPS!!!! Next time, we'll just stay home instead of spreading a tummy virus across state lines. Whoops. Sorry all!!!! At least it only seemed to last 24-ish hours.

Sunday morning after my little sister took off (and later got sick-- sorry again!), we went to breakfast with my older sister and nephew and Bailey saw Santa for the first time!!

The restaurant was having a Breakfast with Santa thing that we did NOT go to (because we already have tickets to do a b-fast with Santa this coming weekend), but Santa and Mrs. Claus just happened to walk right by our table on their way to the big breakfast and they stopped and said hello. So fun!!! Bailey was SO interested in Santa. She couldn't stop staring at him. It was SO cute! YAY for the holidays!!!!

We made it home Sunday night and are slowly getting back in the swing of things. Our fridge is emptier than empty so Bugs and I are off to re-load. Happy Tuesday!

Bailey 7 Month Update

Age: 7 months! Officially closer to a year than a newborn. Whaaaaat? When did that happen??

 

Size: Not sure on height/weight, but I'd guess about 13 pounds. She's juuuust outgrowing her 0-3 months clothes. We've worn a few 3-6 month outfits, mainly because they're going to be out of season (we were gifted a few long sleeve ones) and because I'm bored with the 0-3 month stuff and because most the 0-3 month stuff is starting to be too warm (it's almost all long sleeve). She's still comfortably in size 2 diapers. Ok, ok-- actually, they're still big. I really jumped the gun moving her up to size 2 and should have stayed in size 1 longer. Oh well.

 

Sleep: She's been pretty good this month! We started out having some making it til DWT (desired wake time) issues. I want her to get up at our DWT of 6:30am and she was getting up at 5:30am, when the Hubs and I were getting up. Nooooo, Bailey! TOO EARLY!! I started not getting up with the Hubs (mainly b/c I am lazy) and realized Bailey didn't get up either. I think she hears or smells me or something if I get up at 5:30am. When I stay in bed til 6:30, she stays in bed til 6:30am. Interesting. Weirdo child. Anyway- so, that's what we've been doing and it's working. I've changed my workout time to her first nap and all is right with the world again. She's still going down for the night at about 7pm and gets a bottle of pumped milk (about 4.5-5 ounces) at about 10:15pm from the Hubs and then is up once in the MOTN, usually about 3am. Since she goes right back down, I really don't mind the MOTN feed. Sure, I'd LOVE, LOVE, LOOOVE her to cut it, but it's cool. I think she'll cut it on her own in the next few months. Til then, I'll take the sleepy baby snuggles while the rest of the world is snoozing away.

Oh! And, very excitingly, she's slept through the night three times during this month. A pattern? Nope. But, hey- I'll take those nights when they come! And, I think it's a good sign that that pattern MIGHT be getting close!!

Nursing: Same. As is good. I'm counting down the moments til I can stop pumping, but it's all good. Very, very happy with how great our nursing relationship has gone. We're still nursing the same number of times: 6:30am, 9:30am, 12:30pm, 3:30pm, 6:30pm, then a bottle from the Hubs at 10:15pm and a MOTN nursing session usually sometime around 3:30am. 

Likes: Oh, she's a Daddy's girl through and through. He gets home from work and girl lights up. He makes her giggle nonstop. I love it.

She still loves Sadie too. Poor Sadie is such a good sport. Baileys idea of "playing with the dog" consists of trying to eat the dogs ears and grab the dogs eyes. Fun. They are the cutest together. I'm trying to teach Sadie the "babysit" command (aka- come here and let Bailey torture you). She hasn't picked it up just yet. We'll get there.

 

She also loves being on her belly, trying to crawl and  stand, smiling this big, toofy grin, trying to turn the pages of a book, being on her belly, chewing on EVERYHING especially her sippy cup and her hands, her feet and bathtime.

Dislikes: The darn carseat. I think this will be a carseat-lifelong struggle. She also gets very, very grumpy the minute the clock strikes 6:25pm (aka: time to change into jammies and start nursing). I don't know what it is. Doesn't matter what we're doing, how late she napped or ate last... she just hates bedtime, but then goes down super easily. Have I mentioned she's a weirdo? It's cool. It was bound to happen with us as her parents.

New This Month/Special Moments/Milestones: This was a BIG month for Bailey! She has started....

-Solids! We've done mainly Baby Led Weaning and have gone with regular food. We do also give her baby cereal, as the doctor suggested it to ensure B gets grains. She LOVES the cereal, so no complaints here. We've tried avocado, waffle, apple, peach, sweet potato (her favorite), banana, baby mums/puffs, and baby food pureed prunes, mixed veggie, and squash. Girl wanted almost nothing to do with any of the purees.

-Drinking water out of a sippy cup

-Sitting up on her own. She's still wobbly... she just has very little interest in sitting up. She'd much rather stand or try to crawl.

-Sitting in a high chair at a restaurant

-Swimming in a pool

Girl has been BUSY. She is thiiiiiiis close to crawling, too. Girl is working on it so hard and gets so frustrated that she just hasn't quite figured out the mechanics. I'm pretty sure she'll have it down by the end of this month for sure.

Back Together Again!

We're back together again!!!! And, while we have boxes to unpack, laundry to do, an apartment to get organized, doctors to find (you know... seeing as how Bailey turns 6-months and needs a check up NEXT week-- whaaaat?!?! When did that happen?!?!), and a million other things to do, none of it matters as much as the simple fact that we are back together as a family. Finally.

Being back together illustrates even more clearly just how freaking hard it was to be apart. But, that doesn't matter now. Now, all that matters is we're back together as a family and ready to start this new phase of our lives.

The Hubs left for work this morning and Bailey and I are settling into our new Leave 2.0 routine. So far, I'm in love. Even though B woke up earlier than she should have, and the dog threw up this morning, and B had a blow out, and a gazillion other things... doesn't matter. I know I'm EXACTLY where I'm supposed to be right now in life and could not be happier. So, if you'll excuse me-- I have a second cup of coffee to drink and a baby to play with.

Last Day!

So, I haven't gone into a ton of detail about our big move because the Hubs is all "you gotta be safe!" and stuff.

Explanation- the Hubs actually moved to our new apartment in NW Indiana a few weeks ago and Bailey and I have been solo at our house in South Bend, Indiana since (hence the whole not telling the entire internet that Bailey and I were all alone in our house here). The Hubs had to start his new job, but the health insurance at his new job doesn't kick in til the 1st of the month after you start, so not til May. We're on my insurance now, but it ends the last day of your employment. So, since we're responsible adults with a child and all, we decided we NEEDED to stay on health insurance, so B and I would stay in South Bend and I'd keep working my current job until we were picked up on the Hubs new insurance. Anyway- long story short, we've been living apart for a few weeks. Thankfully, tomorrow is my LAST DAY at my current job which also means it's a few other "lasts"...

-Out last day of being a split up family! So, I know most these points are kinda the same, but they're different enough to merit their own attention. We're a FAMILY and not living together or seeing each other every day is NOT FUN. Over it.

My whole world is in this one picture.

-My last day being without the Hubs! Turns out, I still really love and like him, so I sorta kinda miss that guy. Just a smidge.

An old pic, but look at those dimples! How can I not miss this face??

-My last day being a temporary single parent! To say caring for Bailey alone the past few weeks has been a challenge is an understatement. I have a WHOLE NEW respect for single parents and have NO IDEA how someone does it while working full time. I thought it'd be easy and I'd have SO MUCH TIME to get shit done. Yeaaaah. I haven't done ANYTHING. I get up, get ready, drop B off, work all day, pick her up, play, put her down, go to sleep (often w/o even eating anything because I'm so tired), and repeat. EXHAUSTING. I am SO glad this temporary stage is OVER.

One good thing about the past few weeks? Bailey FINALLY got her feet in her mouth! Lol. Girl has been working on this for WEEKS!

 

 

truth.

-The Hubs last day being a single guy. Ok, ok-- he wasn't single. Obviously. I mean- he had Sadie! :) No, really... he's been solo the past few weeks and I know how much he's missed Bailey and I.

I cannot get enough of this picture. LOOK HOW TEENY SHE IS and OMG he is in love already. I die.

-My last day without Sadie! Not sure if you know this, but I'm pretty obsessed with my dog and while she drives me bonkers, I've missed her like crazy!

THIS FACE. Omg. I miss this face.

-My last day of being employed out-of-the-house-employed. While I JOKE that I'm becoming unemployed, I will still very much have a job. HELLO. Her name is Bailey. And, it is every bit a J-O-B. But, this does mark my very last day of having a paying, out-of-the-house job. Hopefully (for our bank accountant) there's a soon-to-be first day of a new out-of-the-house job not too far in the future. Til then, I'll enjoy every second of "leave 2.0" with my little girl I can get.

Ok, so maybe I won't miss the never ending paperwork, meetings, and constant to-do's of work.

 

 

-My last day having to pump NUMEROUS times a day! WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Seriously. SO EXCITED.

Someday, I will go all Office Space on this blasted machine.

So, here I go! So ready to be back with the Hubs and a family again. Lots and lots of changes and super scary, but so, so ready. Wish us luck!

Little of this, little of that

I'm in a random mood... go with it....

This weekend I got out for a run Sunday morning. The first mile, I hated it. I just kept telling myself I could turn around at the 1 mile mark. I got out later than I prefer (a whopping 7:30am-- woah, Meagan, that's SO late!) and I was just not feeling it. I was slow and my legs felt heavy. Luckily, by the 1 mile mark my head got in the game and while my legs never did quite follow suit, I still managed 5.5 miles and loved every second (well, every second after the first mile).

After my run, the Hubs and I took Bailey and Sadie for a walk.

The weather was absolutely BEAUTIFUL. 2.5 miles later and we did some errands and then decided to do it all over again and went on another (different) walk. 5.5 miles total of walking for the day. Add in the 5.5 mile run and it was my first double digit day (albeit not all running, but still!) in MONTHS and MONTHS. Just what my soul needed.

Moving on to other randomness...

I have been surviving on a combination of hummus, pretzel chips and reese's eggs. Excellent life choice. 

My purse is a DISASTER. Seriously. Inside includes, but is not limited to: some paper work for the Hubs, 2 sets of headphones (1 of which only has 1 ear that works), empty zip lock bags (yes, plural), random cash, hair ties, a broken pen, gum, my wallet, and some pictures of Bailey. Disaster.

 

 

 

We had a "Breakfast Top Chef" competition at work last week and I WON! 

I made a new to me recipe based largely off this one. Apparently, it's a winner. Like, for real.

 

And, because no random post is complete without a little Bailey...

Seriously... I want to eat those cheeks.

Day In the Life: Working Out-of-the-House Mom

I've been a "working out-of-the-house mom" for a whopping week now. Wowza. Has it been a week already? And, at the same time- it's ONLY been a week? Don't you love when you feel both those things at the same time?

Anyway- it's been a week. A week of mistakes and forgets and triumphs and struggles and tears and smiles and laughter and everything in between. Biggest lesson I learned my first day back? LIFE GOES ON. Nothing stops when you're not at work. Work still happens. Life still happens. And, at the same time, when you go back to work, life doesn't stop. It might hurt like hell to leave your baby at daycare or wherever, but it is what it is. Life will continue to move on. You either move with it or you... well, I suppose you just do. Simple as that.

So, I've been moving with life. It's been much harder than I expected in some ways and a little easier than I expected in others. I figured before we get to all the lessons I've learned and words of wisdom I should never try to give this early in the game, let's just look at a day in the life instead. A not-perfect day in the life, too. So, here's what my Thursday, February 20th looked like...

2-2:20am: I hear Bailey start squirming over the monitor and think to myself (after several curse words) "HOOOOOOOOOOW IS SHE UP AGAIN SO SOON?!?!?!?". We just nursed at 11:30pm. No way is she hungry again. So, I go in and pop the paci in her mouth and hope that does it. I lay back down and fall immediately back asleep.

2:20-3:30am: Nope. Didn't do it. She's back up. ARRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!! I know she's not hungry yet and I know if I feed her this early, she'll be back up all night. It's her thing. She's squirmed out of her swaddle and just gotten herself worked up. I pull her out of the crib and lay on the floor with her on my chest. She falls immediately back asleep. I doze in and out on the very uncomfortably hard floor. Fun times.

3:30-4am: She's back up and I know she's really hungry now. We nurse. As much as I hate getting up in the middle of the night, I really and truly love our MOTN nursing sessions. It's so quiet and peaceful and it's feels like she and I are the only people in the world. It's the most bonded and connected I feel to her. While I am counting down the moments til she starts sleeping through the night, a BIG part of me will miss these moments.

4-5:45amam: Put her back in her crib. Girl is OUT like a light. I crawl back into my bed after shoving Sadie out of the way. The Hubs and I caved and let her sleep with us now. Girl thinks she owns our bed and 100% takes over my side when I get up to nurse. She's lucky she's so cute. 

Girl thinks she owns our bed.

5:45-6:20am: My alarm goes off. I curse in my head. A lot. If you're counting, I slept-slept from 9pm-11:30pm, 12am-2am, and 4-5:45am. That's not a lot of sleep. Add in that it's broken up sleep and there's not enough coffee in the world to make me feel like I'm 100% awake. Ugh. It's gonna be a long day. Anyway, I get up and head downstairs to get ready for work. Well, first I make a BIG cup of coffee. Then I get ready and feed Sadie.

6:20-7am: The Hubs just got up and took Sadie out then he wakes Bailey up at 6:30am and changes her diaper. She is SO fun in the morning. All smiles. Love it. Anyway- after he changes her he kisses us both goodbye and we have our morning nursing session. And, I admit it- I play candycrush or read blogs on my phone while she's nursing. I also finish my cup of coffee and eat 2 pieces of cinnamon raisin toast while pumping.

7-7:15am: Put Bailey on playmat for some tummy time (she likes it now!) while I brush my teeth, make the bed and change into my clothes. After I get dressed I put my robe on (GREAT TIP!!) because I inevitably get puked on at least 1-2 more times before getting B in her carseat. Oh the glamorous life of a mom.

Yep. SO much baby spit up all over. I'd have to change clothes like 12 times if I didn't wear a robe over my work clothes in the morning. Best tip ever!

 

7:15-7:30am: Change Bailey's diaper and get her dressed for the day while talking to her all about what's happening for me at work that day or what we're doing that night. She just smiles and listens to my every word. LOVE. I then get her in her carseat, get all my crap together and get us out the door.

 "Let's go, Mom! I don't wanna be late for school!!"

7:30-7:35am: Drive to daycare. Yes, it's only a 5 minute drive. LOVE.

7:35-7:40am: Daycare drop off. Tear. Hasn't gotten any easier.

7:40-7:45am: Drive to and arrive at work (SO nice that daycare is so close to my office).

7:50-8:10am: Pumping session #1

8:10-10am: Work, work, work. Usually I'd have breakfast at my desk sometime in here. Today, I had a couple classroom presentations and just got busy and forgot. Whoops.

10-10:15am: Pumping session #2 (while working at my desk)

10:15-12pm: Work, work, work. I also chug a bunch of water and have a fun-size pack of M&Ms and a fun-size snickers. Sorry I'm not even a little sorry.

12-12:15pm: Pumping session #3 (while working at my desk)

12:15-1pm: Take my "lunch hour" and head to gym for a workout. Today it was 30 minutes of elliptical the day before it was a 4-mile run. Trying to do a little something most days, even though I'd rather curl under my desk and take a nap. If it were warmer out I legit might go take a nap in my car.

1-1:15pm: Scarf down lunch at my desk. Today it was an egg salad sandwich, pretzels, a pear, cheese stick, a lactation cookie (recipe & review coming soon!) and a diet pepsi.

1:15-2pm: Work, work, work.

2-2:15pm: Pumping session #4 (while working at my desk)

2:15-4pm: Work, work, work. I also eat a SUPER healthy snack and chug a bunch of water.

4-4:15pm: Pumping session #5 (while working at my desk). I'm working REALLY hard my first two weeks to get LOTS of pumping sessions in while at work to help establish my pumping supply. It takes a LOT of time and is SO time consuming and freaking HARD to get sessions in. I was lucky this day and got 5 in (1 of which was before work). I'll be glad if most days I get 3, MAYBE 4, in.

4:15-5:30pm: Work, work, work. By this point in the day I feel completely brain dead and exhausted. Usually I leave the office at 5pm and go pick Bailey up at daycare and am home by 5:30pm, but Thursday's I have to work til 5:30pm, so the Hubs handles daycare pick up.

5:30-5:35pm: Drive home.

5:35-5:55pm: Nurse Bailey and chug some more water. Nursing makes me SO thirsty.

6-6:30pm: This day was pretty weird and not at all a normal day. Most days this would be when I would pump again, then dinner time, family time while we play with Bailey, and get-shit-together-for-tomorrow time, but tonight I went to a class at a local Women's Care Center (which was supposed to go to 7, but got out at 6:30! Woowoo!) while the Hubs and B got some daddy-daughter time.

6:30-7:15 Again, it was not a normal night. Normally we'd still be doing family time and getting Bailey ready for bed (bath, book, change into PJs, etc.), but tonight we went to Five Guys for burgers and fries. Sometimes it's just needed. Sorry I'm not sorry.

7:15-7:30: Shower. Yes, I am a fast shower-er.

7:30-8:15pm: Nurse Bailey and rock her for a bit. Yes, I nurse Bailey to sleep. Yes, I know you're "supposed" to put the baby down awake so they can put themselves to sleep. Whatever. I don't care even a little. Get over it.

8:15-8:40pm: Dry my har. Prep anything that still needs to get preped for the next day (pack lunches, prep bottles, pack daycare bag, etc.)

8:40-9:10pm: Pump... AGAIN. UUUUUUUUUGH. I've been having some supply issues, despite EVERYTHING I can do (full post coming soon) to prevent it. One of the things I'm trying to do now is pump before bed, even though it's a PAIN IN THE ASS. I hate the pump. HATE. The hubs and I watch a little TV while I'm pumping so at least I get a few minutes with him, even if it is while hooked up to a machine being milked like a cow.

9:10pm: BED. I PASS OUT pretty much the second my head hits the pillow.

We alternate every other night between a bottle and me nursing for the 11:30pm feeding. Last night was a nurse night so tonight's a bottle night, which means a bit extra sleep for me. THANK GOODNESS!!

Walk and Run

Last night after work Sadie and I went out for a walk. It was simply too beautiful outside to not go for a walk.

Seriously-- 75* and sunny with a light breeze... come on, now. Not going for a walk would've been a crime.

Anyway-- on said walk, Sadie was quite the little drama queen. Girl pooped FOUR times. We only did 3 miles. WTF, Sadie?!? That OVER 1 bathroom break per mile. I can't even tell you how many times she peed. Too many to count. Girl loves marking her territory.

(Bet you didn't know you were going to get to read about dog poop today, did you?? LUCKY DUCK!!)

Anyway- while we're talking about weird shit Sadie does (haha... get it... shit... haha), she is SO good with other dogs when we take her to a dog park, but she gets SO growly at other dogs when we're on walks. She'll bark and growl at almost every dog we pass. EMBARRASSING! She sounds like a mean dog and she's not!!! I promise!!! She's so sweet and loving! I think it's something about being on her leash and not being able to get to the other dog and sniff them. Told you, she does some weird shit.

(Yes, the Hubs and I are those people that spend this long talking about our dog. We're those people.)

At the end of our walk, Sadie and I went up this gigantic hill I very intentionally skip on every one of my long runs and, til yesterday, every one of our walks.

Ok, it may not look like much-- but trust me, it's brutal. Turns out walking up it, not as hard as running up it. Maybe I should stop skipping it on walks. Does walking up a hill give you the same leg muscle workout as running up a hill????

In non-dog walking and hill news, guess who hasn't gotten up to workout in the morning the past 2 mornings? THIS KID. I did get up Monday, but Tuesday and Wednesday were busts. Wah, wah. Just wasn't happening. However, I did give myself enough time both mornings to do 8-Minute Arms.

I also did it Monday after work. That's right-- I'm 3 for 3 already this week! +1 for me!!

So, while I didn't get up and go to the gym in the morning, I did go to the gym at lunch today and manage to get 5 miles in, even though it was crazy hot inside. I love this nicer weather, but the gym is gonna need to turn the AC on like NOW. It's way too warm outside to have nothing on. Makes treadmill sessions feel like sauna sessions. Not fun. I legit had sweat dripping off my face and legs and arms. My co-workers were THRILLED when I got back. :)

Weather's GORGEOUS again, so can't wait to get home tonight and take Sadie for another walk. Hopefully this time her bowel movements are a bit less movin'. (Yes, I went there.)

Yes, a weekend recap on THURSDAY. I'm awesome.

WOAH. Is it really Thursday already? This week has just FLOWN by.

I didn't even tell you about the race I ran this weekend! WHO AM I?!?!?

Cliffnote's version: My little sister and I (both University of Illinois alums) decided to do a race sponsored by U of I's I-Fund (which provides scholarships to athletes) which was being held this past weekend in Chicago.

We signed up for the 8K, but the lil sis wasn't really feeling the full 8 that morning, so we dropped down to the 5K.

I'm REALLY glad we did. It was COLD. And WINDY. And RAINY. We even LOOK cold, don't we?

And, yes-- I made my poor baby sister take her jacket off (she's holding it in the above pic) just so we could get a pic both in orange. I'm such a bad sister.

Anyway- we ran the 5K. Nothing really noteworthy. She's not a huge runner and we finished right around 30 minutes with only one small walk break. Girls a rockstar!

We got to Chicago the night before and stayed with her and her boyfriend, which was tons of fun! Sadie even came with and did SO good in the car. Her longest car ride to date!

The weekend was a blur... bib pick up, a TJ's stop, dinner at a crazy burger place (my burger had Siracha on it!! HEAVEN!), a movie (Taken 2... skip it), the race, and then a fabulous brunch. Super fun weekend. Love you, baby sis!!

So, that was this weekend. Yes, I am talking about LAST weekend 1 day away from THIS weekend. I'm way outta it this week.

Other than that, this week's been pretty normal... work, gym, work, gym. I even work my new race shirt to the gym Tuesday morning.

Yeah, this is HUGE. Why do race shirts never fit me right?!? Too bad too, because this one is CUTE and the back says "I RUN THIS TOWN". Love. Drat the fit. It'll still work for the gym, though.

Anyway-- this weekend's packed... Friday night we're doing a charity trivia night (which I have to bake for tonight!), Saturday I have to work, then we may go see a friend do comedy. Sunday I wanna try (if the rain hold off) to get a long run in. It's looking good right now...

Post-long run I have big house cleaning and laundry plans. FUN, FUN.

Wanna come clean my house for me this weekend?? We can go for a run together first! Then, I'll nap while you clean. PERFECT. Who could pass up a deal like that?!?!? :)