What a nice number to wake up to! I’m on the precipice, staring down the rabbit hole into “one-derland.” I think I shall celebrate by having some ice cream cake. Don’t worry, I have a coupon. Actually, my brother is coming into town this weekend and my family’s going to celebrate my birthday a week early. I always have ice cream cake on my birthday ever since I discovered there was such a wondrous creation. I’ll get the smallest one and between the four of us I’m sure we’ll eat the whole thing today, so no leftovers to tempt me.
My moving average is down a pound and a half from last week as well. I’ll chalk it up to all the running I’ve been doing. I still find it somewhat amazing that I can run without my knees snapping or without the incentive of a bear chasing me. The most difficult obstacle is my cat’s habit of lying on the treadmill. It’s quite easy to get him off of there though; I just push the “Start” button.
Mmmkay, off to buy myself some cake. Yummy.