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In lieu of anything consequential, witty or even vaguely, randomly interesting, I give you a snap from this morning's way too brief walk. The insane heat drains my vitality, feeding my ever present habit of indolence. 

I mean, why exercise when I can sit in my comfy chair reading and playing with Cake? Seriously! Oh wait, there's that whole I-want-to-be-strong-again-and-able-to-walk-without-support-equipment thing.  

Huh. Okay, I guess there is actually a very good reason to get off my fat, round ass and move. Later—NOT right this minute, I'll slog through my rehab drills and do some more walking. Thrilling, no?

Also, just FYI and shit, today is George Jetson's birthday. Don't you feel all culturally enriched by this knowledge? I sure do. You're welcome!