of all the amazingly shit luck happenstance coincidences, my kid is not feeling well at all this morning. that would be the morning of my week off work, when i was supposed to devote myself to running and lifting. yes i know what you're saying, priorities, priorities.. but my kid wasn't sick before my ex picked her up. she's sure as fuck sick now. which begs the question, wtf happened to do this to her??
eggs and shit
ice cream and pb (at least it was low carb)
hamburgers
i'm stressed and full of energy but my back is giving me pause. motherfucker!@#!@#!@#!@#\
i refuse to give up without a fight.
