It’s been one of those days. Again.

The Midol has mysteriously disappeared or someone is hiding it from me. Either way proves no good for anyone even remotely near me. That, combined with the two hours I spent shopping for a bathing suit yesterday and I’m about ready rip my arm off and sam hell beat the next person who walks by me and weighs under 120 pounds.

My plan to lose a few pounds was lost this morning. I was planning on running another half marathon – but last night we were covered with very serious thunderstorms. And this morning when I got up at 4 AM to check the weather it was still raining. No, make that pouring. I don’t do rain because I don’t do blisters. So I went back to bed. When I got up at 7:15 it had stopped raining, but I only had 15 minutes to get to the race that was an hour away. Now I’m pissed I wasted $75.00 on the registration.

So if you don’t mind, I’m going to find my way to the kitchen and eat everything that isn’t nailed down – then I’m going to and try and waddle on the treadmill for a bit before it’s time for dinner.