A Case of the Sniffles

I am a tiny bit sick today. Just an itty bitty tiny bit. Apparently it's enough for me to skip my workout this morning though. I just have a sore throat and am a little congested so nothing to worry about.  Unfortunately, I admittedly kind of become a baby when I am sick.  I'm not sure why, I just become a little pathetic when I am not feeling 100%.  Breanne puts up with me quite well.  She says that I have allergies but I told her I didn't think so.  I have never really had them before so why start now?  Maybe I have had them in the past and never realized it.   As Breanne pointed out, they are harvesting the corn field next to my house so that could be it.  She is almost always right anyway.  Just don't tell her I said so because it will go to her head.

So while I'm not really sick, I'm totally still going to work, I am sick enough to not get out of bed at 6:00 and go do my INSANITY workout.  It's all capitalized because it is "insane".  I will have to post about my workouts in another post.  It's been quite an experience.  I've decided that one day off won't kill me.  Maybe if my mild sniffles are gone this evening I will go running instead.  My plan was to stay in bed and enjoy the extra hour and a half of sleep.  But alas, that was not meant to be.  By this point my body is used to being awake at this time and I could no longer enjoy the wonders of just laying in bed.  I was just laying there wide awake thinking about things that I needed to get done so I got up and did a little bit of work on the computer.  I also made myself a cup or three of Venezuelan coffee that we brought back from our trip.  It's delicious as always.  I have highly enjoyed my morning of lounging, working on the computer, reading from the book of Romans, and looking back at old notes that I have written on Facebook.  (I couldn't be 100% productive could I?).  I could totally get used to these kinds of quiet mornings.  One day when I am actually an old man, not just pretending to be one, I can get up early everyday, have my morning coffee and read the newspaper.  On the sun porch!  That's right, I just decided that we are getting a sun porch when we are old.  I can sit on it all day and shake my fist at hooligans wondering the streets telling them to "get off my lawn".  Then I will take a nap.  I think that sounds great.  I'm going to be the coolest old guy.

So I have kind of lost all sense of where I was going with this blog post so I suppose I will just stop.  I blame you three cups of coffee.