At the weekly weigh-in, he didn’t lose weight. I did, but not much. We have intensified our morning work outs by going in early. That’s good stuff. As soon as the WW Fudge Bar deserts are gone, I shan't buy any more. Duh. Yes, I am laughing at myself.
I did rip a hole in my favorite new swim suit yesterday…days are full of little things like this. In the old days, I would have gotten really upset. Not now. I do much better with “places and things” than I used to. Weight is a thing, I suppose. Suits with holes are abstractions, and you can’t help feeling dumb about ripping a hole in one.
Cold sunshine this morning. I was so inspired by the chill of the light that I started a poem. Is a poem about the cold, grey light of winter a thing? ….only when it’s done. Perhaps it’s an abstraction until it’s finished.