Iron relaxation.

After our morning bike ride Sweet Baboo and I power napped, ate, sat in the hot tub, and then ate some more. Then we slept about 7 or 8 hours. There's some serious relaxing afoot here at Cordy Lane.

It's worth noting that the sun comes up here pretty early this far north of the equator. I wake up with the sun blazing in through the windows
Blink. Blink.
What the hell--is that the sun? What time is it? 4:45???

So this morning we found a fantastic trail next to the lake--through the woods, all twisty turny and shaded and stuff. I did about a 5K run and now, of course, I'm eating again. Surprisingly, I've been able to stay within my weight watchers point for the week. This despite the fact that I eat when I'm bored AND weight watching does not consider acute anxiety to be any form of exercise. (They never seen my anxious freak-outs, apparently.)

SW TriGal and her beloved H arrived yesterday and she was able to snap one of the rare pictures of Sweet Baboo and I without sunglasses. Enjoy!

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