Today

Today.

Initially negotiated with my alarm clock.
Excitedly got out of bed after realizing it was a gym day.
Walked. Ran. My 3.5k.

The scale read 156lbs by the way.
Happiness.
We're going down, down, down.
Mental note: Day 7. the General Motors thing seems to have worked. my insides feel better. and no terrible hyperacidity attack yet.

Business meeting over lunch. Another item checked off for the work list.
Not bad.

It must be the running. It's in the winning in small doses, I guess.

Just one last hump -- the stillness of 6pm. Fingers crossed.