A mix of pride and shame. That sounds like it could be the title to a Dostoevsky novel. Pride because now I'm one of those people who are serious about their health and fitness and are high techly posting their stats to facebook (although I just noticed it doesn't have my pace on there like it does for Sheryl's a.k.a bitchcake's -- she must use a higher techyer one!); Shame because well, it is kind of slow isn't it! And I was dying at the end I tell you. There was an option on the app for you to pick how much effort it took you - a range of colors from green to red; I chose red; and how you felt at the end; I chose tired with the pain face. Still though, here's to hoping that the little numbers will inversely grow.
Afterwards, Louis made some greek yogurt-sorbet-fruit amazingness.
which we had on the roof
Then we watched the Wizard of Oz which made me sad about real life 'Dorothy' and annoyed with Halloween costumes.