Sick dawg, sick

"there is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood."

-Charles Dickens

this has been my favorite spot in the house all week.  i like to curl up sideways and cover my sore throat with lots of blankets. and my whole head. haha. weird. but yes, that sleeping position and Lemonade Vitamin Water Zero have been my new-best friends. I have been sick. blaaaaah.

i think it was life and God's way of saying "sloooooow down girl, you ain't that special"

I thought that everything was just cruising.

Work was busy but good, hitting up the gym for cardio and abs/weights

almost every night, cooking healthy meals, trying to be a good girl and not go shopping, planning a wedding like it was a piece of cake. Waking up early for church, going to our group on Thursday nights I was kinda pulling it all off actually. AND still managing to lose weight in the process. :) AND I was starting to even get kind of EXCITED thinking about taking wedding pictures.

i was cruising right along and was getting pretty darn good at this thing called life. or managing it at least :)

psshh. when will I ever learn?

well. it's pretty hard to run three miles when you are sick in bed with doctor's orders.

it's pretty hard to eat organic granola when your throat is sooo sore it hurts to breathe.

ehh. really? all that sounds good is milkshakes and lots of sleep. not quite my plan.

it's SUCH a weird feeling that I always seem to get when I am laying in bed with my medicines and Seven-Up and realize that even if I WANTED to, I couldn't get up, put on my running shoes and go for a jog. Heck, I couldn't even probably go for a walk.

i bash my body and what it CAN'T do SOO much of the time (but really? all I want to be able to do is cartwheel. is that so much to ask for?) that I NEVER focus on all the amazing things it CAN do. Or even just know my body FEELS without aches and fever chills all over.

it's a bummer that it takes feeling sick to remember how much we are blessed.

not because I HAVE to run 3.2 miles in 23 minutes because I have to burn off x amount of calories, but because I actually FEEL good when I exercise.

all it takes is a box of Kleenex and a red nose (they were clearly not the Puffs with lotion tissues, thanks mom :) to realize just why we should lace up those running shoes.

because we can, not because we have to :)

lay in bed with day time TV nowadays (seriously though? New Day? Seattle-ites? WORST SHOW EVER!) and tell me what you wouldn't give to have your healthy body back. even with a couple extra pounds of muffin top :) i have realized i would take that over coughing up phlegm anyday :)

side note:

this might look like a regular doughnut, BUT.

it is not. it is HUGE. ONE doughnut takes up the whole doughnut box. It looks like a bundt cake. It is seriously the coolest thing ever. and meg got it for her birthday this week. <3 I just kept wanting to tell people, "hey do you know what I have in my car right now? A 12 inch long cake doughnut. for real." ohh the little things :) or the big things, I suppose :)