I will breathe, I will breathe, I won't worry at all.

Hate to see it.

Last night I had an artist date. I sat on the side porch during a downpour, storyboarding. It's a graphic device I use to make decisions about what information must be included in each scene. I drank a beer while doing it, not sure if that helped or hindered, probably the latter, but it has been a few days.

Though I stayed up too late, I still got up at six, and wrote my first scene. Now we are on our way.

Distance: 2 miles 

Duration: 18:45
Pace: 9:22

Route: Burlington Loop (clockwise)

Temperature: 72°
Climate: dark clouds & humid

Mood: good

 

On the 10s Playlist

One Life Stand - Hot Chip

Blow Me (One Last Kiss) - Pink

Hurricane - Charles Bradley ft. Menahan Street Band

We No Speak Americano - Yolanda Be Coolft. DCup

Get Lucky - Daft Punk ft. Pharrell Williams & Nile Rodgers

 
Stretches: yes

Sit-Ups: 20
Planks: 90 sec. 

Upper body: 10 reps.
Water: yes

Breakfast: coffee w/cream, fresh fruit w/granola & yogurt

Coffee Break: latte

Lunch: tofu curry over rice

Treat: Twizzlers!

Snack: almonds, dried cranberries

Dinner: bread, cheese, cake, nuts, dried fruit

Alcohol? no, but

Baseline: 195 lbs.

Current: 172 lbs. (+1.0)

Goal: 165 lbs.

Maintain, friend. Maintain. And get more sleep.

Reading: New Yorker 30 min.

Writing: 1 scene