I promised to tell the story of Grip. I fear I cannot deliver, at least not today.
I have papers to grade this afternoon and then I am meeting Bibi to run stairs tonight. I am sure you will understand, if you glance at my Kili training to the right, how much I can't afford to skip work outs. Beyond a few runs on the treadmill and some gratuitous crunching, I have not done much. Unless you count cookie avoidance. (Which I obviously do).
I do not even have a witty and interesting way of telling you how today's post will be a whole lot of nothing.
Oh look! It's already over!
See you tomorrow. (And thank you for reading).
6 comments:
Well at least you practice cookie avoidance. Unlike myself lately. [he says while popping the last of the vanilla Oreos into his gaping maw].
mtpoho
Avoiding cookies is easy. It's the alcohol I can't avoid. I teach; therefore I drink.
Hmmmm. I do NOT practice cookie avoidance and neither do I run stairs... That explains a lot...
Nina,
I got my mittens! Will take pictures later and post them! Thank you, thank you, thank you. It makes a trip to Pleasantville almost bearable!
EA, they make vanilla oreos???
LizB, indeed yes. Teaching does lead to drinking. And cookie eating, for some of us.
Marlee, I have little to show for all this stair running. Or the cookie avoiding.
Liz, oh, good! Glad they reached you in safety.
Why yes, yes they do!
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