well, today was uninspiring. I walked around downtown a lot with Dad, a mile or so, and this evening I walked maybe another mile around midtown before seeing "End of the Rainbow" with Louis. GO SEE IT, I cried. And I'm too critical to cry at shows. It was incredible.
So, while my plan to be fit and fab isn't off with a bang, at least I got out of my bed and did something. That is progress.