30/30:2

Ah-ha! 

And you thought that becasue I didn't post yesterday, and it's late today, that I was failing the 30/30 before I began.

Well, you're wrong.

Yeah, I just threw that out there like that. Subtlety doesn't live here. I mean, in case you haven't noticed....

My boss lady from the summer work camp I "led" (it was more like herding cats) had this knack for doing that southern tact thing where I'd be having a conversation with her and before you know what happened, I'd realize that she'd insulted me (or someone in my general direction). And I'd like it. I am still smiling.

...Yeah. I can't do that.

I digress.

So, in case you missed it, I am trying to exercise for 30 minutes everyday this month. Yes, I know January has 31 days. I have a grace day. I need lots of grace. Especially since I don't exercise every day. I mean, not in a purposeful way. I am on my feet all day, so there is walking, but it's not aerobic or anything. Which is why I am doing this. To see if I can. Please feel free to join me!

My sister, Molly Marler of Pomp & Circumstance, will be joining me on this adventure.

Yesterday started with a walk with Charlie, my awesome dog. It was awesome. And beautiful. And then there were black- eyed peas and greens. And booze. Bailey's for the coffee, mimosas becasue... Because. There's no reason for mimosas. And beer. Ok, (for the first time ever) I didn't drink the beer. And wine. (I drank that.) There was football. And board games. And laughter. And then, before I knew it, the day was done. 

A satisfactory start to the year.

Today was 15 ff-fuh-fuh-freezing minutes of runnning with dog, 20 without (had to turn up the volume;   he can't hang). And 4 miles in total. And no booze. Which makes me a disappointing beer runner, I know. 

I will work on that. 

Like, now.