Feeling refreshed and sweaty now after a pair of walks on this sweaty, overcast day, one with our dogs and one without--total of app. an hour. (Btw, yes, the new pic in the upper right is one of our dogs; she's striking a pose next to a paint can.)
Big revelation: sustained, vigorous exercise is the best thing for jettisoning evil thoughts. Who knew? Last night was almost a wash: with the young lady out of town at the beach this past week with her friends and me here, I nearly caved in to the "woe is me" line. But I caught myself and finally called a few friends before finding one who was around for dinner, and I drove up to meet him.
After a week of mostly chicken variations for lunch and dinner, what did I order? Wings. Of course! But they hit the spot. Well, they and three beers hit the spot. But I needed it. Good times: we watched a bit of the Braves game, chowed down, remarked ruefully on the passing of youth. This friend has been a friend since we were knee-high to a grasshopper--we grew up in the same subdivision for a while, graduated from the same high school, attended the same university for a bit. Our paths separated and re-crossed for 8-9 years, and now they've reconnected since I moved down here (almost nine years ago!).
Anyway, I had cabin fever and broke it. And the young lady should be back in town in a few hours. Yay!
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