The blahs are still firmly entrenched. NOT the blues, just the blahs. Next week is back to work, which should get me off my duff.
So far, still doing okay on water (Day 12, 2 pause days left). But today may be the third pause for exercise, at the rate I'm going, and I've only got one wine/choc pause left.

It's not looking good for success on anything but the water, but hey, what ya' gonna do, right? Sure do wish I could find that darned mojo!!!
This week it has been wet and warm here. Freezing rain, then rain, now just big grey puddles. All my plans for skiing and skating gone. Another few degrees and I can just go swim in the damned puddles. Grrrr. At this rate, it'll be two years in a row with no proper winter sports. And yes, I know I could just go out and walk. But I don't want to. So there.
Time to go forage for fattening foods.
