Which means walking around, which I haven’t done much of for a while. It felt good.
The only part of the Lake that is frozen over.
I bit off way more than I can chew this term. But whenever I despair of getting through, something happens that puts me back on track, or at least calms me down.
In totally unrelated things, don’t buy a Gold’s Gym therapy ball from Walmart. They stink. Literally. I mean, it seems like a decent ball, but it smells so much I can hardly sit on it. I assume that it will off-gas enough in the next few days. I also assume I don’t want to know what it is off-gassing. It comes with a warning about how it contains something that is known to be a carcinogen in California, or whatever that warning is.