Sorry about the gap in regular postage, folks. I have explanations in a separate post.
I did very little huffing and puffing this week. We had no hockey game, having been eliminated from the playoffs last Tuesday. The scale sits at the very upper end of my five-pound range. And here I sit at my desk eating french fries and caring not a whit, even though I could easily ball them up into love handles and wear them around my waist to save time.