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Friday. FRIDAY. In case anyone is dying to know about the condition of my thyroid, you'll be delighted to hear that the medication has apparently spurred it into action, as my TSH is now .66, which is super low and normal (the higher it is, the less active your thyroid is), I think, and my free T4 is 1.39, which also appears to be normal. I'm not sure as the nurse who calls with the results never seems to know these things, but I've scoured the internet (always a trusty source of medical info!) and feel reassured. Work is a lot quieter today, thankfully, so I'm writing this on my lunch break instead of frantically working while simultaneously shoving a sandwich into my mouth. I've been eating raspberry preserves and all-natural peanut butter on wheat bread for days and I've decided it might be the perfect sandwich. I'm also eating a salad made of spinach leaves, cucumber, carrots, celery, and egg whites with some light basalmic dressing in the attempt to get some iron (spinach) and protein (egg whites). Fascinating, I know. This weekend there's no telling what I'll eat. I'm pretty psyched to eat it, though. So I finished Week 2. Even though when I think about how actual athletes might guffaw at how easy this plan would be for them, I cannot lie. It is not easy for me. I'm glad I'm doing it, and I feel great after every workout, but it's hard every second during the actual time on the treadmill. It really drives home how out of shape I actually am. So I'm feeling proud of myself even though it's easy by any normal person's standards. I'm a person who doesn't usually stick with her grand plans, but I'm hoping to stick with this even though next week I'll have to run for three minutes straight and that's a daunting thought. But I've done it for two weeks -- what's another seven? And then I'll be able to do the 5K on a beautiful course this summer in a place I've never been, and I can't wait. (In the next paragraph are Everwood spoilers if you aren't caught up with the current season.) A reader wrote to me to let me know she was disappointed that I haven't talked about what I think of Bright's infidelity on Everwood. Well, what Bright did was clearly assclownish. But I have to say that I'm already pulling away from this show because I have a strong feeling that it's not going to be picked up and that makes me brace myself in advance not to care too much about what happens anymore. It's sad but true. I like Bright, but part of me thinks that Hannah would be better off without him if she really is not ready to have sex and he clearly wants sex to be a part of his life. I don't think it's realistic for Bright to make that sacrifice no matter how much he loves Hannah even though it'd be the noble thing to do and all. I don't know. I just don't care as much as I used to about these people because like I said, letting go, letting go. I am very happy that these people are updating again lately: Anne and Allison. The other day I called my little brother at like noon on a weekday. "What are you doing?" I asked, expecting him to say, "Nothing," "Taking a nap," "Studying," or "Sitting here with a pencil marking the days off the calendar." Instead, he said, like it's a perfectly normal thing to do in the middle of a weekday, "Bowling." He said it so matter-of-factly that I laughed and laughed. He makes me laugh all the time. :::
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