Running a Cold
I got up with Summer this morning and thought I might go to her 5k with her, but ended up staying home to clean up a bit. They messed up the tracking, so she took forever to get her second-place division award. I figured we could go to breakfast to celebrate, but by the time she got home it was about time for lunch. She cleaned up and we ended up going to Brown’s Catfish because I had been craving catfish for a while.
Lunch was great, but I stuffed myself stupid. Summer had driven separately so she could go to the basketball game where Eaddie was playing in the pep band. I considered going to that too, but Muad’Dib had already been in the car for all of our lunch time. I took him home instead, and after a bit of rest, we walked to my parents’ house.
We visited for a while before I headed back and continued to clean up randomly. Summer got home and we sat on the couch together for a while, but she felt progressively worse all day. She thought it might have just been all the cold air during her run, and went to bed with a massive headache. I stayed up and tinkered until really late.
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