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While this morning's wake-up temperature was 12 degrees, with a feels-like reading of MINUS 3, this is West Virginia, and this kind of bone-chilling cold doesn't last for days and days and days. Just day.

And that's just fine with me.

I've gotten to be somewhat addicted to my almost-daily outdoor walk. Unless I bundle WAY up, I'm gonna miss it today.

Honestly, though, I can't imagine what it would take to get me to travel any further outside than from my front door to my garage, where I can hop on a machine. I have a couple TV shows recorded; those should keep me entertained long enough to get a good workout in.

The big news today is that Faux Noise's anchors' heads are splitting over the deal with Iran to freeze its nuclear program. I swear I think they want to destroy this country and all we stand for just because Obama is black the President.

I'm not especially excited about tomorrow's weigh-in. In fact I'm not especially excited about continuing the Whole 30. I do believe I'll begin anew next year. I'm feeling somewhat down this morning, not sure why. And I know it's wrong to use food for comfort, but I do believe a pumpkin mug muffin is exactly what I need to feel better.

And … that's all I got.


Toledo Lefty said…
Let's look at what your "blah" day is, shall we: you are going to work out and eat 90% of the same stuff as if you stuck with your Whole 30.

I think that's pretty amazing. And worst-case scenario, if you just maintain over the holidays, you are so far ahead of where you were at this time last year.

I think you should give yourself more credit. You are doing really well.

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