Nicole feels

Well, I actually made it to the treadmill and did more than just giving it a wave while singing, "Tomorrow, tomorrow..."

2 miles. Must do that more often. A** Spread is not a condiment I am interested in acquiring any more of.

Did some crunches as well, only to have my insides turn to mush when I found a card from my honey propped up on the steering wheel of the van later in the evening.

Yeah, he can still make my insides turn to so much jello now and again.

Shut up.