So, again, slacker took over and I missed yesterday. For some reason, I was SORE. Really sore. Like 85 year old woman who just ran a marathon sore. No idea why. Day before I did a little walking and jogging (maybe 3.5-4 miles in 50 minutes, nothing crazy) and that's it. Went to the Zac Brown concert that night -- and incidentally met my soul mate in the form of one Zac Brown, singing aside, he really is amazing, and while I was a good 40 rows away, I could feel the spark, he loves me too -- and danced a little (ok, maybe a big, sweaty lot) but I didn't break dance, or climb a mountain, so I'm not sure where the shin, hip, back soreness came from. Anyway, point is, it pissed me off. And as a result I decided to re-go on strike or something like that.

Ok, so that's the stuff. Now the questions. Which are kind of annoying today, if you ask me.

First, 'what's my UGW? When do I expect to get there?'.

Why does this annoy me, you ask? First, UGW, really? My apologizes if you are the writer of this challenge (or a big fan of cheesy acronyms) and you're reading this. But who the hell says UGW? Second, after being lazy for ten days I'd prefer to not think of when I expect to get there because the obvious answer (at this rate) is three weeks after never.

Can anybody say bitter? Sure hope I put this bitter to good use at the gym later! Ok, so my ultimate goal weight is about 150 and if I can get my ass back in gear that's about 35 lbs so I'd like to think I'll get there by February. Or not. That may be a stretch with Santa coming, my love for Turkey, and all the other amazing things that will occur in that period of time. So let's be realistic and shoot for my birthday, April 15th. That's got to be doable. Even if I choose to be fat and lazy for a few ten day stretches, between now and then. Yes, I vow to be 150 by April 15th. Ya'll mark my words.

Next question, 'Am I a vegan or vegetarian?' Hell no. Nuff said. See ya tomorrow.