Dispatch from the day

Hi.

I just wanted you to know that I got my workout in today.  1 down - 2 to go by Thursday.  And I'd pretty much talked myself out of it up until and during the time that I changed clothes in the bathroom.  I really did not want to work out this afternoon.  Really, really did not.

But I did and I (sort of) feel better for having done it.  My gym clothes are packed for tomorrow.

This was the scene out of my car window today on my way home from work (stopped at a stop sign - foot on the brake.) and which also explains why I really just wanted to go home and curl up under a blanket with my best boy after work instead of  sweating on a treadmill.