Nothing is worse than using your sick day allowance on actual sickness. The humanity!
I’m not feeling awesome, but I’m not letting that send me into a tailspin of ramen noodles and ice cream. Is it weird that I’m a grown woman and still think of ramen soup as a reasonable dinner time choice/lunch time choice/drunk time choice. Yeah, I love ramen soup, the salty goodness, the MSG, the fried then dehydrated noodles. They really are pretty amazing. Wow, now that I’ve written a love letter to ramen soup I want some. I shall resist though. Instead of “that college soup” as my father would call it, here’s what I’ve had today:
I admit that I didn’t hit the gym today. It was a lazy, nappy day. I needed some rest and recouperation. I do plan on hitting my AM yoga class tomorrow and may do some semblance of cardio. I have no time to be sick, I have 55-flights of stairs with my name written all over them.