I've had a good couple of days. Friday I just hunkered down, bit the bullet, and didn't drink. It was a rough night, didn't sleep well.

Saturday I managed to get a one mile lap in over at Veterans Park. That was probably the slowest one I've done over the years, as the Parkinsons, and lack of exercise, have taken a toll on my legs. I also managed to walk the creek later, I'm getting back into the routine, and I'm hopeful.

I haven't been over to the walking path since last Fall, and it was great. Next step, working out, and hitting the gym.

I had abs three years ago, living right here. Sure would love to get them back!.