Was gonna go down the Trail first thing this morning. Stood up.
Bastard! Blisters.
Did the sensible thing, and scrapped the idea. Went to Starbucks. There was a degree of creamy badness because Starbucks, damn them, has "Happy Hour" going on on frappuccinos. One of their newest buggers is over 700 calories, in what is nominally a freaking liquid. So fairly major unffage there. And tonight we went for an Italian dinner - pastalicious, but not the most sensible of things to do. But you know what? Some nights you just have to say "sod it," and enjoy the time of your life.
In which regard, d and I have signed up for a pasta-making class in late June.
Y'know...just cos.
Writing off today. We'll see what happens tomorrow.
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