Three miles this afternoon with D. Probably could have gone with shorts, but stuck with the tights out of principle. It's December! Mid-December! It's supposed to be winter. At this point, I'm more comfortable with 29 than I am with 49.
I'm hungry. I had two huge bowls of D's delicious pasta creation for dinner. Then nachos. Little bit o' wine. Now what should I eat? Off to scavenge in the cupboards.