I'm sick. Cough cough. Real sick. Cough cough.
No, really. I'm on quarters/bed rest today, doctors orders, and self paced for the rest of the weekend. I wonder if Corey will accept that as a reason not to run tomorrow? Maybe I'll feel better. I still feel really crappy.
I've decided that training four weekdays a week is just not feasible for me. We have yet to complete a full week, due to things just popping up. So... maybe next week.
Sick,
MIZZ WADE
About Me
- Laurel
- I like to have adventures! I own a snake, I have my motorcycling license, and I travel far and wide on any given weekend. I like to beat up on women when I strap on my roller skates at a roller derby rink. As long as its not Rambo-esque, I will literally watch a movie a hundred times if you want to watch it with me. I think I'm funny and no one else really does. My life motto was YOLO before it was cool, and I'm not going to tell you what it is now so that it doesn't go mainstream.
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