It was a good weekend. A typical mix of art and play. All fun and games until...
...The toddler picks up a jar of glitter and drops it on the tile. First question: who allows for kids glitter to be stored in glass jars? That just seems silly. Second question: any guesses on how high Ben's blood pressure was when he had to come clean it up (usually I clean up the glitter/paint messes, but I was barefoot surrounded by teeny tiny glittery glass shards...soooo).
Last summer my cardiologist told me that my current ejection fraction wouldn't change my life at all, with one exception, I probably wouldn't ever be able to run a marathon (and NO, I have no intention of running a marathon). But. I have worked my ass off with cardiac rehab. And have decided to celebrate that by running for beer. Because turns out, while I'm sure I couldn't run a marathon, after 7 months of cardiac rehab, I can run (...last summer, not so much). Why run races? Mostly to get the t-shirt. Second mostly to drink the beer (...good luck getting me to do a non-brewery run). A 5K and 10K are in my not-so-distant future. I might regret this... but right now I'm just excited :)
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