My legs are sore. After listening to a podcast last week about the science of building muscle, I amped up weight training and continued working on a landscape project that involves what feels like a million squats. I still despise weights, but feeling strong feels good.

I dined out for 3 meals in the past 3 days, and there were some splurges. But, oh, so good... a new tapas restaurant opened down the street, and 5 of us shared about a dozen dishes around a big table Friday evening. Good food and good company, and I decided not to worry about calories. But now I'm on a corrections path the next few days. I'm doing a fasted walk at noon, which will help.

There has been a series of bad news recently with people I love (cancer diagnosis, mental health issue, death) that are reminders to not take my health for granted, but to also strive for balance.

Have fun on the bike, Yeonassky!

Kswl, the buckle looks delicious! I had a few bites of birthday cake yesterday evening around 9 pm, celebrating a friend's 60th. I also think timing was bad... eating that late never does me any favors.

Legomom, 17 hours of exercise--wow! Good for you! I'm guessing there is a bit of inflammation due to that, so I wouldn't worry about a few extra lbs. If you're enjoying the cardio, then I say, keep it up.

Wishing all of you a productive, healthy, balanced week. Thanks for keeping this going, Funky.