This weekend I took on the Blackberry Bush that had taken over the side of my house. The way was impassable and some of the tendrils were as thick as my wrist. It was such a nasty thing. I had double layers of leather gloves on and it still sliced through them. The abandoned construction items on the side make it look even trashier. 

My nine mile run on Saturday was a nightmare. I had a headache and was nauseated for the first hour and a half (then it did get better). Isn’t that a disturbing thought. I don’t trust anything I think or feel anymore. Since Portland Fit moved to NW we had been meeting up after for breakfast at Marsee Bakery. It was bought out by Three Lions Bakery. I was half way through my half of the breakfast sandwitch before I noticed how great it was and I wasn’t at the bakery i thought i was at. None of the decorations had changed but it was sooooo much better.