The past few months, I've been sitting in the back of the office with the back door open. Sometimes, it almost feels like I'm working outside. I can hear the rumble of the subway, the zooming of cars and the silence of the lambs inevitable parking lot arguments. It's all become white noise to me. However, this morning, I found out the Canadian National Air Show is in town when one of the planes rumbled overhead and my coworker ducked for cover.

I probably would've ducked too, but this happened pre-morning-coffee, so I wasn't as alert. Instead, I just sat there very amused by my panic-stricken coworker.

I want to give you an update on my running/exercise-routine. This would make it the second post in a row regarding this topic, as if I'm writing a running diary about running.

I know, you didn't see that coming at all. Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind. Hold your applause, this is your song not mine.

I no longer walk-of-shame my way home; I can now go twice around my cute circuit. See, all it took was a little blog motivation. But you know, once I get to 2.5 circuits, I'll be right back here whining and complaining. And once more, you, my dedicated readers, will have to toss compliments my way to keep me going.