an hour and 15

The big bad nubbly is gone. It's the day after Thanksgiving.

It's true. I over-indulged. Who didn't. (A statement requiring a period. Not a question requiring a question mark.)

Today, though, I did something about it, even on a cool, rainy day. I put the bike on the trainer, burned 908 calories in an hour and 15.

That. Felt. Good.

I only wish the calorie burn had taken care of more than the citrus sweet potatoes and walnut-raisin-cranberry pie.

Oof. I've got more work to do.

the exodus of nubbly

I really didn't want to wake up at 4:30 this morning.

I really didn't.

It makes the inside of my head feel nubbly. Yes, nubbly.

Soon enough, the sights and smells and sounds of Thanksgiving in my kitchen will chase away the nubbly-ness in my head. And, if there is one last nubbly trying to linger, the lovely people and lovely dogs in my lovely home will make it skedaddle.

I just need the people and the dogs to wake up.

dollop

Made homemade cinnamon raisin biscuits. Added a dollop of maple pumpkin butter. Took a bite, then Tom said I turned into a bobble head.

I love autumn.