Water-Wicking Compression Shorts.


September 12, 2020 by sandwichcontrol

Versus a Metamucil and red lentil pasta shit.

Yesterday morning I ran 5.4 miles in 45 minutes without stopping to walk.

Not even once.

The weather was cool and misty.

It was perfect.

And as soon as my timer went off and slowed to a walk I had to really, really, really take a shit.

Luckily I was only half a mile from the house.

Nothing like waddling home half a mile blindly because your glasses are covered in mist on the outside and fogging up from your body heat on the inside.

Not gonna lie.

I nearly shit in my yard because the thought of trying to climb the driveway while clenching my butt as hard as I could was almost unbearable.

But I made it home.

And Jitterbug was showering in our bathroom.

So I got my sweet revenge on the kids for always using my bathroom instead of their own.

Have fun brushing your teeth for school, fuckers!

After shoving everyone out the door, I took a well-deserved nap…

It was cool enough in the house to put my soft clothes on for the nap which made me very excited.

After my brief nap, I showered and headed to work.

It was a pretty relaxed day and I ended up getting most of my work done super early so I got to spend the afternoon with Jitterbug, who had a half day.

She’s been kicking ass at her brutal workouts as well so we voted for a taco night.

Totally. Worth. It.

Today is going to be a long one.

Full of peopling.

After workout this morning we have some house stuff to get done because we have baseball the rest of the day.

And I think we have some kind of social distancing dinner thing after that.

I’m gonna be dead by bedtime.

Sunday is house day.

I’m going to attempt to rest and read as much as possible.

See ya’ on Monday.

More soon. ~SC


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