Four days until our Halloween bash and the usual party anxieties have begun to plague me. What if nobody comes? What if everybody comes? (well that won't happen - already have a few "sorry have other plans") By Friday I'll be wishing I'd never had the bright idea in the first place. Of course all will be well Saturday when people actually show up and have fun. (I hope!) Got about fifteen so far not including Jeff and I. I figure another six or so and that'll be enough for a good time.

My weekend went by in a blur but I got the house clean so I'm happy. Perhaps happy isn't quite the word to describe my mood today. Not after stepping on the scale. Fucking ugh. Evil carbohydrates. Evil, addictive carbohydrates. Nobody to blame but myself so it's no beer, no carbs, no nothing this week but protein and exercise. Yes, I said it - exercise. Got out a little early on Friday due to one of my coworkers last day at the company. A group of us went to Lucky's for drinks. Lots of fun but I left with scarcely enough time to get my ass to the train. Had to run four blocks. Good god am I ever out of shape. Made the train with a minute to spare but holy Jesus my lungs were burning up. Very sad state to be sure. So, this week I'm going to start spending some quality time in the basement with the free weights and the treadmill. Jeff signed us up for yoga but that doesn't start until the 28th. I need to get on board with cardio and all that. He's doing a 3.5 mile mini run Thanksgiving Day morning. Turkey Run or Gobble Run...some shit like that. I wonder if I could get my ass in shape between now and then and run with him.
Christ I must be on crack to even consider it. I HATE running. I can walk for miles (and I did in September - 50 miles to be exact!) but running? Running is a goddamn drag.