Zip, zilch, nada, ZERO

That is about the sum total of what I accomplished this week after Monday. The cold that I was coming down with on Tuesday has hung on with more tenacity than any other cold I can remember. This morning at church the other teacher in the our Sunday school class commented that she was surprised I still sounded so sick when I had been sick last Sunday. I think people generally tend to get predominantly the same cold symptoms most times they get sick. For me that's a dry, deep chest cough that makes me sound like a seal barking. I had that for a day and the usual chest tightness that goes with it. Since then, though, the congestion has been enough to nearly drive me crazy. I must have blown at least 4 pounds of snot out through my nose- I filled the garbage can in my office all by myself. My nose was running so much I'm sure it could have finished an ultramarathon- just not attached to my body. The first two days were good though, because even though I didn't get to the gym I also wasn't in the mood to eat anything. Then my appetite came back but I still had no energy or ability to breathe. So I've basically been doing nothing but eating, sitting around and sleeping since last Tuesday. I thought I was getting better on Friday, but this weekend I've been miserable. Enough pity party, it's a cold and I'll survive, the plan is to get back to the gym in the morning.

We're off to the aquarium this aternoon to give the boys something un to do before we settle in to watch the Superbowl tonight. I'm amazed at how the kids deal with illness. They had the same cold earlier this week- running noses, sore throats, etc. and it barely slowed them a step. I wish I had their energy. We're not big Chicago or Indianapolis fans, but we do love football so the last game of the year is significant at our house. I splurged on a bag buffalo ranch Doritoes and a small can of chocolate covered cashews. We try to indulge with a little moderation, we'll see how successful that is- if the whole bag is gone by half time, we likely failed in that attempt. It's also unlikely I'll be awake past halftime, so I'm hoping for a good first half of football.

Alright, new week, back on track!

Pregnancy status: 13 weeks, 189 days to go. The maternity clothes came out yesterday, and they're so-o-o-o-o comfortable.