Anyway, our Whole Foods hiatus put us a full half hour late to swim, and you know, I get really tired of people saying "nice of you to join us" when I am late. I am dragging along THE un-potty-trained toddler, a LOAD of things including a massive diaper bag with a change of clothes, 3 million extra pairs of Thomas the Train underwear and diapers and snacks and toys and the kitchen sink. I am also dragging myself in a compromised physical state and trying to get the best deal on blueberries from my local vendor, all before 8:30 in the morning. It is actually NICE OF ME to join you. I could sit on my couch staring glazedly at Sesame Street and deny everyone the joy of my presence in a bikini that is growing smaller EVERY DAY.
Anyway, I got in a 2500 meter swim, had fun talks and picked up Ivan from the swim nursery to spend an afternoon in my continued state of detox. I am definitely looking and feeling better, and my wheat grass ingestion is making me feel a bit like I have hopped on the food crazy train, but it all seems worth it.
Tomorrow, I am going to learn to make a Glowing Green Smoothie. It is for sure going to happen!!
Run tomorrow morning and hopefully yoga. I must get in the yoga!!
1 comment:
no me gusta "nice of you to join us." that is NOT NICE. Sounds like you need Uncle Murry to come explain a few things to them. a modicum of compassion should be extended to all young mothers (and especially to my immediate family members). methinks there's a big difference in the way we were raised and many others in today's world: I cite as examples: Toddlers and Tiaras, The Real Housewives of Atlanta, Jersey Shore and Pregnant In Heels. who ARE these people? We are the blessed. fortunate daughters and sons. xoxo
love, Auntie
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