I laid an egg Wednesday. From time to time I do that. Sometimes it is accumulated fatigue. Sometimes it is illness. I was not feeling too well when I got off work, so I went home and went to bed. I was thinking that maybe I would get a bit better, but it was not so. Consequently, I called John and said, "I am out." He was thrilled. NOT!
I stayed in bed, napped, watched TV, and hung out with the cats. So I did not run. I did not swim. I did not lift. Sigh. Maybe Thursday.
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