Hello There, Spicket

I have a couple of new pictures of the Mighty Spicket River in Salem, NH…

These of course are taken from the Weight Watchers parking lot, which means I went to weight watchers today.  I don’t want to talk about weight loss on the blog anymore, for now at least.  Every once in a while I need to search for something here and I end up reading some happy post from years ago about how I lost two pounds or some nonsense.  When that happens it is really depressing.  It’s like saying, look how good I used to be doing before I started to suck again.  I hate feeling that way so I am not going to keep track of stats or anything,  My first week back was good.  Enough said.

Except that I also went to the gym.  I walked on a treadmill until my sore foot woke up.  15 minutes at a very slow pace.  That’s a good start.  We’re a month away from Disney and I need to be able to walk around all over Florida so I need to start practicing now.

Oh yeah… practicing… guitar… gig… Way to ruin the good vibe and scare the crap out of yourself, fat ass.