Well, I had a great Friday night and Saturday morning. I’ll talk about those later this week but the rest of my weekend I could of done without. Last Saturday I got a tickle in my throat, which turned into a sore throat where I could barely swallow. Yesterday morning, I got up and could barley breathe but I was determined to go to my yoga class. I got there and found out it wasn’t a yoga class, but a breathing technique and meditation class. I realized at that moment that I had a date with my NetiPot when I got home, especially since I could only breathe out of one nostril and my head felt like it was a in a vice.
Today, although I feel a little better (mostly thanks to the green smoothies I’ve been making), I’m still in my sweatpants before 7pm.
Now, a co-worker of mine shared this and I had to pass it along. After all, it talks about sweatpants.
Yup, living the dream.