Feet, meet ground. Start running.

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First–a very busy semester.

Then–a 3 week push to get a ton of dresses (21!) and appointments (all but 2 on the road!).

THEN–a bachelorette “weekend” I wish I had know that committing to picking people up at the airport meant a Thursday through Tuesday committment for the weekend. Six days is not a weekend, kids. Cest le vie. I got to see my sister, which was worth it.

Finally hosting my aunt and uncle overnight for a few days and the best damn cocktail hour this side of the Rockies. (A visit sandwhiched by a 4.5 miler on Sunday and a particularily tough spin class on the other side)

Mix in one mega rest day, and I finally woke up this morning feeling like myself. A lot of stress gone, a great spin/powersculpt class this morning, a clean house, and now time to take my puppy to the park. Look how excited she is!!
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Two hours later, I’m back to attack these garments for a client:

With this view:

Maybe I’ll even see some progress on the roof.

Either way, I’m back. Let the games begin.