Day 38

Day 38-
Oof. Went out for a run, Louie decided to pick today to clothesline trees and my knees. Not fun. AND I swear every single smoker on the route was on their porch puffing away. I started waving at them. It made untangling the dog from the surrounding foliage while I huffed like a hippopotamus on a unicycle less embarrassing. Didn't manage to run all my stress away like I had hoped because for quite possibly the first time EVER the bras I was wearing (yes, plural) were too big! Yay! And also Boo! Yay bc there is really no reason that these F cups should exist, and Boo! because now I really can't go for another run until I strap these babies down. Maybe a cycle through a really hot dryer will shrink my bras and I'll get some more use out of them...lol, this is so ghetto. I'm taping my feet because we can't afford new shoes for me, and now I'll more than likely be taping/binding my breasts because we can't afford a new bra. Obviously it isn't that big of a sacrifice because it means that my babies have full tummies, warm clothes, and a roof over their heads. Which is hands down the most important thing. Off to find some ace bandages! lol.