Aaaaand relax ...

Zeb knows what it's all about when sparrows are falling off the roof dead (which is a Dutch saying that loses all meaning when translated and I like that :))

I didn't run this morning; the humidity is messing with my lungs so bad I almost went into an asthma attack when I stepped outside. To make up for it I Zumba'd extra hard this evening and was rewarded with more sweat I ever thought was humanly possible.

Still, my plateau remains; I haven't lost a pound in a few weeks and I'm trying to figure out how to change my weekend calorie intake - I'm well aware that's where the problem lies - but it's also where I do most of my fun living. Decisions decisions ...