Toots and Sally Ride Again

Sally has been hurt and now she is sick. Apparently, the boogieing I did at the disco in Russia, combined with the free-for-all football (soccer to the Americans) game (okay, it was more like rugby), did a number on my knee. The one with not so much cartilage. Not sure if I can run our 25k in July, but I’m surely going to show up and get my damn t-shirt. I might run/walk it. We’ll see. I have a lovely, lovely chest cold now, as well. I’m sure I picked it up in Russia (cuz I know for a fact some of those kids were not washing their hands…) and it’s almost over now, but is not allowing me to run yet. I’ve been cycling to work every day, so my fitness is not entirely lost, but I miss running. I would love to write a post about this weekend’s trail run. Oh well, maybe next month. Tomorrow we are planning on cycling to the Pride fest. REI actually has a booth there and two of my co-workers will be there. woo hoo! I’m off to relax and get ready for bed. Since I’m back, I have been going to bed from 9p - 10p. I love going to bed early.