Run, run, run

Slept in this morning. Well, got up at 5:30 and grabbed the paper, then back to bed for another 4 hours or so. Bizarre dreams that I won't go into (but I could teleport, which was cool).

Got some food, grabbed a shower, went running. As usual, the weather channel, bless their pea brains, said it was 42 out when I started and 47 when I got home. Dweebs. Woulda worn one less layer had I known it was going to be that warm. Was soaked, but was a good 45 minute run.

Showered up again, snagged the leftover veggie stew before lioncub could get it, signed a letter for my commission about the latest liquor license blow up.

Now trying to talk a friend into coming to trainbear and cubdrummer's party tonight...

Urgh

My stomach has been rebelling all day, culminating in a not-so-fun late afternoon/evening. Which means no party tonight. ;-p

Got some feedback from the nutritionist. Diet is mostly on track, just needs some gentle tweaking downward to get me to where I'm supposed to be at the moment. That and/or tweaking the exercise up a notch (which will happen after the new year). Whee. Then I fussed in her general direction over the current stomach ills (not her fault, but sending the info along). Whee. We'll see what she comes back with.

Otherwise today was okay. Got the house cleaned up, all the dishes are done. Now if my stomach would just clear out... ;-p