I’m struggling this morning. I didn’t sleep well and could easily shut my eyes and go back to sleep at any moment. In fact, I may.
Not much to report from yesterday. I spent the day trying to be a valued employee, and occasionally going out to WLF to chase away squirrels.
Last night I ran the Moonlight hash, which was going surprisingly well until I felt a new tweak in my right leg. I’m just one big bag of hurt. Trail was short, and I misunderstood the “Count Back 40” given to us by the hare at his beer stop. Apparently there were forty marks back to the Beltline, but I swear I heard him say that we were to hash back to the start and then find trail to the end from there. Sorry, Bonnie. Oh well, we knew the end so perhaps we got in more hashing than those who understood the directions? The end was Flatiron, which made me happy. However we overwhelmed them for a Monday night and it took a very long time for out food to arrive. By the time I got back to the ITP Estate it was 11:15pm.
My plan for this afternoon is to spend more time in WLF, I have changes (improvements?) in mind, and perhaps mow the front lawn.
Hope your weeks has started healthfully and well.
Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 181.2 pounds (+1.8 from last week’s weigh-in); oops.