Good to see the ITP-Reader formerly known as Lurker at lunch yesterday. I walked to Muchacho, and then embarked on a three mile hike homeward in the heat afterward.
Last night I skipped SLUT and made dinner — quinoa with turnips, radish, green beans, Swiss chard, and sorrel; all vegetables from WLF — at home instead.
I’m out cycling this morning. If Sosebee Cycling Park weren’t so far from East Atlanta I’d be out riding there today, but since it is I am doing Silk Sheets instead. My goal is to ride no fewer than forty-five miles. I just need to get away…
Weekends don’t mean as much to me as they once did. At least I still have my weekly walk with Betsy and Bella.
I am dreading Black Sheep even though it should be a safe space this Sunday.
Lest you think that I have turned the corner and that I am doing better, I am not.
First therapy session scheduled.
I solved today’s Wordle in four attempts; my starter today was SPARE