I was working on a tight deadline yesterday so didn't get to the gym, but after checking my memory of physics with Emily I decided that a three mile walk with Davey is the same, calorie-wise, as three miles on the treadmill. So I walked him when I got home (ended up being 3.26 miles according to mapmyrun.com). I was also feeling better yesterday, although not fabulous, so my food stayed within healthy, normal limits.
Connor seems to have the ick now--doesn't want to eat, a bit feverish (although barely measurable) and diarrhea. Well, he always has diarrhea, but this is worse than usual. He doesn't even want to eat cupcakes! That's how you know when Connor is really sick and not just being difficult.
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