You know that sensation when you get to the end of the day and have an absolute shitload crossed off?
That's me. Right now.
Happy in a kind of blissed-out, what-the-hell-happened-to-that-day kind of way. Got a LOT done today, including a walk down the Trail this morning and an hour of burning, sweating biking this evening. Still have another shitload to do tomorrow - and pretty much every day till mid-July (thanks Graeme ;o) ) - but can honestly say I feel pretty darned serene with the idea of getting up from this computer in less than five minutes, waving obliquely at my wife, and going to bed.
Caloriewise, for those who want to know, cereal breakfast, 400 this morning, and a lovely cheese and ham saladfest this evening. Something about the Spring and Summer makes this feel altogether like the right kind of thing to do of an evening, rather than the incipient madness it becomes as Autumn kicks one in the goolies, and Winter farts in one's face and one's thoughts turn inevitably to stew.
Down the Trail again in the morning. Back for a quick weigh-in, then to take a chunk out of Practice Manager's arse.
The Breakfast of Champions!
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