November 23rd, 2007


I went for my longest run in Tucson this afternoon, about six miles, with the return home primarily uphill. I was hoping that the exertion would make it easier for me to indulge in our delayed Thanksgiving feast. Sadly, though, my eyes still proved much bigger than my stomach. I simply can't eat as much as once did. I could only manage a single piece of pie, for goodness sakes. And now I'm faced with the prospect of having to go on another long midnight bicycle ride to compensate for the conviction that, despite failing to consume as excessively as I wished, I still feel like I exceeded my limit. Trying to be healthy can be highly frustrating.