Today's status;
This week I got out my rollerblades. This weekend I'll get out my skis. Oh MN, you never cease to tease.
Interestingly enough, this arose from editing down some thoughts, and I didn't realize it rhymed til after I posted it. So does that mean one of the biggest differences between narrative and poetry is editing? Things to ponder.
In other news: I am officially down to 230. I've lost a pant size and added a belt hole on the "good side". I still only half way there at best, but, as they say, the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
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