Last night we curled up on the couch to watch some more of season one of Game of Thrones. It can be pretty macabre watching it the second time through. I was making comments in response to the characters' statements to be even more so.
"I will love you for as long as I live," would get a "Not much longer, then." And so on.
And then I fed the dogs while Master got kids to bed. Then we went to sleep.
The weather had been cold and rainy a lot this week so I have not gotten as many miles walked as last week. I went out and counted my own steps to see how close the Fitbit was to my actual steps.
I counted 500 steps and it gave me 540. But I did have to rescue a turtle from the road and open and close a gate in there too, so I think the device is very close to reality.
Sunday: 6272 a terrible day for walking. Nothing but rain and yuck.
My total miles since April 14: 77.84
Not counting today, averaged 5.4 miles per day.
Weight lost: Ha, don't make me laugh.
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