And Now For Something Completely Different

Morning weigh-in: 179.5#, 12.5% BF

Actually, not that different. In fact it's the same old same-old, except maybe refracted, run through a coordinate transformation to the mirror universe of Bethlehem... Instead of me riding the towpath to Sand Island, we (others being Doug, Greg, and Eric & Kris) skiied it, starting from Sand Island, and then went out to Bethlehem Brew Works for dinner afterward rather than going to Which Brew. So except for the differences, it was exactly the same...

The skiing was better than I expected, though the towpath had been walked on and the snow flattened. It was a little colder than it was during the day, maybe mid-twenties, so there wasn't any slushiness or stickiness (which I was worried about), and the footprints were for the most part so constant it was like a flattened track to ski in rather than annoying postholes. We started out towards Allentown, but only got as far as the railroad "humping yard" because the path was plowed from that point west. We stopped, watched the trains move around the yard, headed back, and made the mistake of trying Sand Island itself: the snow over there had been beat up so much by pedestrian traffic that it was frustrating rather than fun, so we headed back.

Brew Works was OK: food was good and draft beer so-so, though Doug went downstairs to the Steelgaarden and got some amazingly good bottles of belgian stuff, for himself & for Lori who joined us. I had a cheesesteak, Kris had some wasabi tuna thing, and everyone else sat too far away for me to get a good look at their food.

Tonight should be the gym, then I'd like to see Alex Radus (the guy from Duende) play solo at Which Brew.