Poor Banks. He missed Friday's walk, and today's. My friend Barbara and I planned to meet at a new-ish breakfast place, Another Broken Egg on Guadalupe. I googled it -- 4.7 miles from my house. Of course I had to do it. I've learned that I love having an actual destination at the end of my five.
How can someone say they're "not a morning person"? Everything is so....new in the morning. The day is just there, a blank slate, waiting for you to make of it what you wish. If you wake up at 10:00, you've allowed someone else -- the universe -- to set the tone for you.
Another week starts tomorrow, and a month ends on Wedneday. Looking forward to stepping on the scale and sharing my first results with you.
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