I've been spending most of my time in Citygarden for lunch. It is, as advertised, an oasis in the middle of the city.
This one juror (#612) who, at first, didn't want to go joined me then said, "It is peaceful..."
When I started dipping into a little container, Juror #612 asked me what I was eating (hummus and Crisp 'N Light Wasa crackers). After her quizzical look, I explained that I was trying to eat healthier and she said, "Congratulations but I'm not doing that." Number 612 had me cracking up. She congratulated me several times but ended on that ...but I'm not doing that note.
We are provided coffee and donuts every morning. This one girl picked up the long john with white icing and, like, I didn't want the donut but envied her laissez–faire attitude about the whole matter. She doesn't have an ounce of fat either but as Dr. Phil told Oprah about her slow metabolism that ain't you...I don't have that body type so I just moved on in my mind.
Here are some more pictures from the Citygarden.
Diane Fit... left me a comment once and mentioned that when her scale was stuck, it was usually food and I'm sure it's the same in my case. It's tweak time but it's also non-scale victory time. The scale has moved a smidgen but then it took one pound back this morning. However, when I saw this picture that I snapped in Citygarden, I was surprised by how lean I look. I'm going to have to say it's muscle and I'll take whatever I can get.
And, finally, I leave you with Garfield. Happy Friday...
Any non-scale victories in your neck of the woods of late?