No. Not really. I was going to try to come up with a clever story about the gym as per request, but I’ve got nothing. I didn’t slip on my own sweat in step class (although I have done so once and nearly turned my ankle in the process.) No more men asking to help me “count” or anything. I am going to try a cycling class this week for a new challenge, we’ll see how that works out, it may be injury-inducing and therefore funny! Hang on to your hats!
Um. Nothing new to report here. Having a grandmother night. Going to drink (and probably will need it.)
Peace, love, chocolate and homemade pie to you on this glorious fall day!
