Death Imitates Art

Morning weigh-in: 165.5#, 11% BF

 

No Country, Part Deux: Went outside this morning, and there was a helicopter positioned over downtown -- all the schoolkids were milling about in clusters & watching it too, like in the Little Rascals or something... It's usually a bad sign when you see helicopters hovering over Easton, since it usually means either a flood, a crime/manhunt, or a spectacular traffic jam; we got two of three with this one because there was a triple homicide overnight, first one in twenty years, cops were investigating (with street closures), and the crime scene was basically in front of the Route 22 entrance ramp.

 

Anyway, interesting & challenging yoga class last night, then the last of the Thanksgiving leftovers. Tonight is a late night here, followed by alterna-workout nite at the gym, then laundry and dinner at Which Brew.