Friday, August 31, 2012


Andy watched Chelsea while I went to the office. I'm not sans Chelsea very often...if ever, actually! I hit the sidewalk and just couldn't help myself, I just ran - no, I sprinted - from my house to the bus stop. No stroller, no diaper bag, no nothing - just me. Could that be the first time I've run since last year? Maybe. It felt amazing! I'm springy! I'm fast! 

I balanced on the curb at the bus stop like I was on a balance beam...2 weeks after the Olympics, you know I've been dying to do that. I walked past a man smoking a cigarette and didn't feel the need to dodge him, knowing my lungs aren't fresh and new - they've seen the inside of plenty smoky pubs. 

Think it's time for an occasional babysitter? Yeah.

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