Grab a shovel

Interesting snippet of conversation I overhead at Spiece today: "It's okay, honey. Just calm down. Just call Animal Control ... unless you want to beat it over the head with a shovel to put it out of its misery ..."

No, it was not Rick and Tina talking about me during this morning's workout with Amber. I caught that little tidbit as a guy walked by me while talking on his phone. I don't know the whole story. You now know as much as I do.

I've discovered another nemesis: shortness of breath. I'm sure I've had all these problems since the first day, but was too achy sore to notice. Now, I'm getting a little more capable of doing more each day and I'm noticing things I didn't notice before. Most of it will only get better as I stick to it. It's tough, but I'm not ready for the shovel yet!