Here I am, running – or is it jogging – to the gym. Running off Carmen’s hot chocolate and that last slice of Samira’s bundt cake that was this morning's breakfast. Running to forestall extra holiday pounds. Just a few days till Thanksgiving!
It feels great out this evening. I’m so thankful that the days are finally cooling down and I can wear my sweats without melting.
Free. Light. Free. Light.
Aww, those two little squirrels look like they’re having a serious chat in the middle of the street. Take it to the sidewalk, guys!
And I’m not going to make it to the next intersection… I have to stop and catch my breath. Drat! After this, I’ll still have a major street to cross and maybe ten blocks to go, give or take.
This is going to take forever.
Pathetic! You are PATHETIC, Amy!
Do not cry.
Kind thoughts. Kind thoughts!
How can I be kind to a slobby sloth?