Yes, that's right.
Track and 5k were in the same sentence.
I'm trying my hardest to get off of my ass and get all healthy and stuff, when all I really want to do in this gloomy, horrid month is shove bon bons in my mouth all day long.
That post will have to wait because I forgot to take pictures.
I do not like writing without photos.
So, lets talk about winter.
I hate it.
If hubby got a job offer anywhere south of Kentucky, I would have our bags packed in approx 34 minutes.
But it probably wont happen, so, instead we go for sleigh rides in the freezing weather.
Notice how happy the kids and the hubby are?
Me? Not so much.
Sure, its pretty and stuff, but when my bum cheeks are numb, all I can think about is a beach.
When my boogers are frozen while still in my nostrils, all I want is a girly drink and a lawn chair.
But not the rest of my family.
Hubby has made a trail through the forest and at the back of our property.
I am convinced he will build himself a small house back there so he can spend the winter driving horses and doing whatever those wildernesswinterlovingmen do.
Me? I will be in my warm, cozy house dreaming of white sand and ocean sounds.
I was going to say "in my warm, cozy house eating bon bons all day" but that would totally mess up the "track" and "5k" thing.