Yesterday, admittedly was a terrible day! So after a nice dinner with friends and the kids went to bed I hit the track. It was a nice night-chilly 50's but still workable. I started walking around town well since it was dark and I am not the most coordinated person I about killed myself 50 times, that's when I called it and headed to the track. Well I ended up walking for 8 miles! Yep EIGHT! Needless to say my legs felt like jello and my mind still wasn't clear.
But, hey at least I went for a walk rather than eating an awesome dessert of some sort! Something like this:
Oh and the twisted part while I was walking around and around and around I was texting a friend, what does she do...sends me a picture of her bowl of ice cream! She is such a goober!
this is her bowl of ice cream (sorry took via cell)
Weigh in tomorrow...lets see what happens!
T.
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