To eat, or not to eat, that is the question. I have been running every morning, but for some reason it is just not the same as going to them gym and hammering out 3 miles on the treadmill every morning. But there is a wonderful pumpkin pie sitting in the fridge that T made on Sunday night that is just calling my name. And when I say calling, I actually mean YELLING. My pants still fit, so I guess that is the ultimate judge, so I guess that answer is, yes, to eat, is the answer to my ultimate question.
Its funny what going on a 3 mile walk with a water bottle full of wine will do to you on a Tuesday night. I love not having to drive.
Peace, love and pumpkin pie,
B
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