I just looked it up and I was born on a Monday. And I am pretty hot, so that totally fits!
My mom told me that the night I was born, she and my dad got in the VW Bug to drive to the hospital, and (according to my mom) my dad hit every pothole on the road along the way!
I told her it would have made for a great story if I had been born in a powder blue VW Bug on the side of the road, but alas that did not happen.
My favorite day of the week is Sunday. Most of the time I don't need to be anywhere, and I can chill out for a while in the morning with a cup of tea and get things together to prepare for the coming week.
Last night after work I ran 4 miles on a local running path that runs along a decently busy road. I always forget how dark the path is, I assume it's going to be pretty well-lit from the passing cars, but it's actually super dark. I need to remember that for next time. I ran 2 miles out, and on the way back, my blood sugar plummeted.
I was really shaky so I stopped for a minute to catch my breath and calm down, and then I walked-ran the last mile back to my car. The same sort of thing happened in the 5k on Tuesday morning, as soon as the race started I got super shaky, so I assumed it was an adrenaline surge or low blood sugar. Luckily I had snacks in my car so I housed some Cheerios and eventually felt better. Then I had my work vball match and we lost, but at least we won 1 game of the match and had some new people come out to play.
I am supposed to run 12 tomorrow but it's supposed to be raining and 40*, so I am debating doing that run tonight after work. Or I can postpone it to Sunday and ride the bike trainer tonight. It will be a game time decision once I get home after work. After last night, DH is worried that I'll pass out
so I'll probably bike tonight and run long on Sunday.