if only I had more lungs to sigh with
At long, long last, I feel like my body is back to something like normal. I've been biking to work constantly for about a month. This last weekend, dilletante and I holed up in a hotel room with a jacuzzi and spent all day Saturday at a climbing gym. And today, I'm drinking black coffee at True Grounds. BLACK COFFEE. I haven't had a cup of black coffee go unpunished since I was pregnant. My arms are sore, my legs are muscley, and my coffee is black. It's a good day.