I did 25min on the spinner, burning off a remarkable 264 calories while trying to ease myself back into 4am wake up calls and whatnot. Today's wake up call came at 5:36am bleating out it's electronic cockle-doodle-do while I'm blindly groping various buttons trying to get the dang thing to shut up.
So I sullenly spun singing along with Madagascar, "I hate to move it, move it."
My son turned 16 on Sunday and there's something way cool about that. I hope he had a great birthday.
I have a lot to do before Thanksgiving so I leave you with this moment of zen.
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