Inside The Perimeter

I didn’t have time to do a proper exercise yesterday, so I walked from East Atlanta to the Variety Playhouse in Little Five Points. I summoned a Lyft for a ride home.

I picked the wrong night to take I-20 home because a huge accident on I-20 brought traffic to a complete halt for over twenty minutes and messed things up for everyone. I guess I should be thankful that I wasn’t involved in the accident.

Last night’s Moonlight trail had a certain deja vu quality about it, as it reused a section of the trail that I laid a few weeks ago. We ended at the new Grindhouse Burgers on Memorial, which is rather loud. I had eaten before going to the hash, so I had one beer and a few fried pickles supplied by another hasher.

Today was supposed to be a Waschsalon day, but I am not feeling motivated.

Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 211.0 pounds (-1.2 from last week’s weigh-in)

Really great weekend of hash camping. Drank too much, ran too slowly, and drank too much again. Even managed to get all gear into the M6 before the rains arrived yesterday.

Last night’s cold weather combined with the possibility of leaving a dome light on in the M6 nearly killed the battery. Should probably solve this potential problem this week *before* I need to call AAA.

Friday the 13th.

Good to see Steve and Debbie last night; twice in one week!

Lazy start to my day. I really need to get moving.

Nineteen years of living on my street I think only three houses have gone up for sale. Soon two will be on the market at the same time — mine not being one of those.

Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 212.2 pounds (+2.2 from last week’s weigh-in)

Yep, saw that coming.

Tomorrow is my one-year anniversary with ”XYZ Corp” which means that today is the one-year anniversary of my bike wreck trying to cross Memorial Drive after exiting Oakland Cemetery. My my, how time flies…

Instead of house cleaning I binge-watched the final four episodes of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. Whoops!

The ”Vegetable Manchurian” I made in my Instant Pot last night was quite different from the “Manchurian Tofu” I had at a restaurant for lunch; good, but different. I am not surprised, as the old saying goes “There are many ways to skin a vegetable“. Lol