I walked to a morning appointment today.. about 1.8 miles. (I meandered through the park)
I walked back, would have been right at 1 more miles, but my watch died right as I got there… so no tracking for that.
The worst part was, I stopped at Pantera bread to grab a quick sandwich for breakfast. They asked over easy or scrambled. I said scrambled…. So AS I left and resumed my walk I bit into the sandwhich and the over easy egg spurt all over my shirt. Sigh.. then as I am cursing the panera sandwhich gods.. I hear laughing behind me… A homeless guy was laughing at me with egg yolk running down my shirt….. Sigh. It’s gunna be one of those days.