I still have all day with my frienemy the Alien Port. Blech.
I did some yoga this morning, warning the kids to stay away from the tube. It made me tired. I have a funny taste in my mouth. Ginger ale is my friend, as are all the ginger candies I've been getting from friends.
My plan, which I hope isn't too ambitious, is to take a walk with the kids today, hopefully walk again on Saturday, and run on Sunday, then again on Tuesday. I don't know how it will go, but I won't know until I try. I let way too much muscle mass go last time, but those were the circumstances. This time I'm hoping it will be different.
I don't have a lot to say today, I guess. I hope today is a quiet day.