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March 19, 2010

Oil Can

We all remember the classic line in the movie "Wizard of Oz" where the tin man freezes up and is begging for the oil can, right? Because that was my life today. Minus the oil can and supplemented with ibuprofen.

I wouldn't be writhing in agony every time I try to walk, but for the fact that I went running both yesterday and today. YES, RUNNING. I DRAGGED MY UNFIT, POSTPARTUM BODY OUT THE FRONT DOOR AND TWO MILES AROUND THE BLOCK. And after I had run all of 30 feet, I was out of breath. I think that speaks to my current fitness level because it's awfully difficult to get your heart rate up when you're sitting on the couch in your underwear, nursing a crabby, teething baby.

So in lieu of spending another day sprawled out on the sofa surrounded by old bibs and empty cans of Diet Pepsi, we broke out our jogging stroller and took it for a spin. And with the exception of my body threatening a heart attack due to overexertion, it was a success. BUT THANK GOD THE WEEKEND IS APPROACHING... because I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Oh, and could someone please pass me the ibuprofen?

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