If it ain’t broke don’t fix it. An American idiom said to have originated by a man named Lance in 1977. Well I am quite broken and I need a fixing real bad. Third cold since December 21, and 2nd of which is bronchial asthma and I am becoming quite frustrated at the prospect of having enough tissues at bedside and the growing pharmacy that is accumulating on my kitchen counter. Of course that has put a temporary shut down on my spinning routine. I thought that I could ‘spin’ through it but the pulmonologist said nyet.
My class with Kristen on Thursday seemed to have gone okay but as I was walking out in the parking lot I could feel my body drooping on down. Mack the Knife had picked me off. My friends tell me it’s stress but I haven’t felt this good in a month of Sundays. My upcoming trip to Florida is one I cannot afford to miss and so I will stay huddled in my King sized bed for at least the weekend. Wave to me all of you will you?
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