Well, no one is trying to kill me….

I impose all torture on myself….  While yesterday’s 3 miler was uneventful, I’m with you Lumpy, my 4 miler today was well, let’s just say not so good and I did it on a treadmill…ugh.  I won’t blame it on any furry creatures (or on Sally) instead I will blame it on the tamale and chile relleno overload - when will the holidays end?!?!  The famila will not stop cooking!!!  I guess I’ll just need to learn to make wiser food choices…well, that’s never fun!  Ok, tired and have sore right calf - need good stretch & massage.  Good night.