I took a break this morning and went to Curves. Seems the one of the owners is pregnant and wants to sell the business. I hope she's able to sell to someone who will make it work. Right now it's not being managed very well. For example, when they had their grand opening they, very generously, served food. The menu? Potatoe chips and dip, sausage balls, cake...is it just me or does anyone else see the irony here?

Here we were, sweating to the oldies, and then we bellied up to the food bar. They, again very generously, invited Dave in and served him food as well. As we're driving home, we were both laughing at ourselves and me. I worked out and then pigged out; what a happy ejiit!

Actually, I didn't pig out but I wanted to!