I walked through the dark into the gym today and was hit by a smell that was familiar and out of place all at the same time: Panera bagels, complete with a variety of cream cheeses, were laid out near the main counter. Wow.
Yes, it made my biking time that much more fun. And I even found an Everything Bagel (which of course I slathered with plain cream cheese and nibbled while I shopped at Kroger for some breakfast items).
My arms are sore, but in a good way. My abs hurt -- I think there was more to that Pilates class than met the eye! -- and I'm step-by-stepping my way to a better life. Ethan and Graeme want to join me on the journey, and I'm pretty proud of them.
I can just about guarantee that there will be trading cards at the end of this challenge. [Does anyone out there draw?]
