International Star Wars Day. This is even better than Talk like a Pirate Day.
It’s been a long week at work. Telling people that I am leaving has been stressful. Ran 3 miles on Saturday, 3.5 on Sunday, 3 on Wednesday and may run tonight. If only the sun would come out. Dreariness for days on end.
My eating has been OK this week with only one splurge on low fat ice cream. Mr. Eugene bought it and after the run on Wednesday I was insatiable. I can not use running as an excuse to eat.
My weight crept back up to 150.5 as of this morning. I swear, the scale can vary by nearly 5 pounds depending on the time of day. Why does that happen?
My hopes for an early day are disappearing. It’s nearly 4 and I’m still at work. Sigh.