Ah, the fog of sickness has finally started to lift off of our house. Between my wife and I, we have gone through 2 bottles of Nyquil, 6 or 7 large boxes of tissues, 4 or 5 refills of the humidifier, countless hours of hacking and nose blowing, and 2 bloody noses. The super cold that my nephew bestowed upon us has finally lit a fire under our asses. If both my wife and I were healthier and skinner versions of our current selves, we don’t think it would have hit us like it has. There’s no way we will survive being parents if 1 cold from a 3 year old from 2 days of being around him knocks us on our ass like this.
My initial workout plan will be to try something like the ‘Couch to 5K’ apps in the morning with a evening bike ride of a few miles. Between those two events, I imagine the weight will just melt away. We can all point and laugh at this post in a month or two when we all know that the weight didn’t melt away and I only followed the plan twice due to sheer laziness.
