It's Friday... Started a raging TOM at about midnight... It's one of those times that hits me so hard for some reason that I feel hung over without the headache. The girls at work always know when it happens because they say I come into work like I'm in a daze... It's totally weird. My head feels stuffy but my nose doesn't. My ears feel like they are filled with water and my belly feels all jelly.

My Mom has always sworn I was borderline anemic but I always swear that you have to be waif thin to be anemic and obviously that's not the case

So, I am sipping a triple grande soy latte as my 'comfort' fix. The warmth of the drink makes me feel so much better.... and mulling over the contemplation of running a 5K tonight. Which will be a good idea but doesn't get me too excited at this very moment...

Tomorrow is the grand ol' family reunion... 3.5 hours there, spend the entire day talking about everyone's health, find a hotel, get up Sunday... drop the hubby off halfway home to golf with his buddy and drive the rest of the way home with the MIL.... Maybe I can catch a nice long nap when I get home on Sunday. Maybe I can muster enough slackass to ignore the laundry despite the MIL's evil glare as I go into our room and close the door..... Not likely but just maybe

Grabbing lunch with my Momma today... not sure where... she'll call me when she can sneak out and we will probably go to Cosi... MMmmmm. Lunch with the Momma is always a 'GOOD THING' as Martha Stewart would say....

I hit 700 miles running this year on Wednesday!! It could be more but I have sacrificed valuable weekend long run time by taking that weekend job. What a mistake.
Anyways.... My goal is to cover 1,000 miles in 2006 so I am on a pretty good track! I'm pretty excited about it. I am learning to make little games with goals for myself since when I am not in real training for any long races it seems harder to put as many miles in....

A good friend called this morning from N Carolina to tell me that his first child was born Tuesday!! Conner James! I am so happy for them. He is a good guy and was actually a friend of my ex-husband's years ago. When the ex and I fell our separate ways I had no pre-concieved ideas of where our friends would 'camp' and pleasantly most of them have kept in touch with me and not with him which is a nice little blessing....

Life is good.

Life would be better if I COULD DROP THIS LAST 15 POUNDS!!

I know... obsessed. This IS a diet blog...

Off I go to finish up a Friday and get to the weekend!! Love and hugs! Rebekah