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Running. I need to go running. Is it happening? Am I in the car on the way to the Y? No? Damn.


Since I moved, I have totally fallen off the fitness wagon. At the old place, I could just WALK out the door. Here, it's out in the country, and the road isn't really safe to run/walk on. I need to work this out.

Scott P

I find that walking briskly to the fridge really helps keep the weight down.

Down around my ass, that is.

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