Today’s weight: Dunno. I’ll take a page from Janet’s book and not weigh in until Monday, when we begin Primal Blueprint. I did walk more than 14,000 steps yesterday, according to FitBit, my new and one true love.
Today I am grateful for: 1) A gorgeously moody morning sky. 2) Yukking it up with Ken in the car. 3) Seeing our kids at Wesleyan yesterday–it’s been so great having Sam there to big brother Kate during her freshman year.
No gym today, so no gym monitor gleanings, but here’s some fun stuff:
* Stroll: That’s NYTimes reporter Gretchen Reynold’s epiphany on exercise in her new book, “The First 20 Minutes.”
* Fleaugh: HATE the fat-shaming that some airlines impose. LOVE that this woman, who was humiliated at the gate, isn’t suing for money–just for a clear policy at point of purchase.
* You’re welcome: Buzzfeed’s sounds to hear before you die.
* Aw of the day: Can’t never get enough of kitties playing patty cake.
Yesterday, Roger and I went to see Cirque du Soleil’s Ova, our anniversary present to ourselves (15 years!) Every Cirque performance I’ve seen has a moment of beauty so intense it makes tears run down my face. Ova‘s moment came at the end: during the cast finale, butterfly confetti blew out over the crowd. I felt clobbered by symbolism, but instead of feeling all cynical, as is my wont, I wept at the concept that I could re-make myself. Once again. I’m terrified to hope too much for dramatic results from Primal, but the desire to come out a butterfly on the other side is strong.