Day 26:
sick.as.a.dog.
Today is not a fun day. I got maybe 2 hours of sleep last night because I was up either coughing, struggling for breath, or feeling like I was going to throw up. I decided to tough it out and go to our 6 a.m. vball workouts anyways hoping that a good sweat would make me feel better and help me fall back asleep later. It's nice that my first class of the day starts at 4:45, so I have the whole day to try and make myself feel better. So far, the strategy consists of wildberry zinger tea, airborne, cough syrup, and some Mumford & Sons on Pandora.
Today's picture is clearly my hands on my tea. Anyone who knows me can vouch that I've never had the most attractive looking hands, not to mention they feel like sandpaper. It's genetic, I can't help it. :) So here I am making myself vulnerable again by posting a picture I'm self conscious of.
However, it is nice to know that the only boy that holds them doesn't mind.
sick.as.a.dog.
Today is not a fun day. I got maybe 2 hours of sleep last night because I was up either coughing, struggling for breath, or feeling like I was going to throw up. I decided to tough it out and go to our 6 a.m. vball workouts anyways hoping that a good sweat would make me feel better and help me fall back asleep later. It's nice that my first class of the day starts at 4:45, so I have the whole day to try and make myself feel better. So far, the strategy consists of wildberry zinger tea, airborne, cough syrup, and some Mumford & Sons on Pandora.
Today's picture is clearly my hands on my tea. Anyone who knows me can vouch that I've never had the most attractive looking hands, not to mention they feel like sandpaper. It's genetic, I can't help it. :) So here I am making myself vulnerable again by posting a picture I'm self conscious of.
However, it is nice to know that the only boy that holds them doesn't mind.
January 26, 2011 (26/365)
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