Iggy whined a lot last night and got himself all worked up – snorting, breathing heavily – and we don’t know why. But it kept us up most of the night. At best, I got about 3.5 hours of sleep. Ugh.

But I’ve had coffee – at the expense of my stomach – so most all is good right now. The weather is beautiful: not yet above 51 and the high is only 65 – winds NNE at 17 mph. I am thankful for the change, especially if we keep up the biking.

This weekend, I rode about 5 miles each day. Sure that sounds like a small amount but on the hills of Tallahassee, it’s rugged. In fact, Tallahassee means “seven hills”, in, I think, Seminole. Anyway, we rode to lunch on Saturday, which was very rewarding. Ash seems to want to have a destination; we can’t just ride to ride, which is what I want to do. But he’s right: if we don’t set a goal, we are likely to turn back and not push ourselves. Definitely true for me.

I’ve recovered from “hormonal week” so I am starting to see the upside of things. I was feeling pretty bad about life for some reason, even in light of getting a new car. I even read some Dale Carnegie (How to stop worrying and start living) and even that didn’t help, even though it usually does. But it’s a new week and it can only get better from here. Anyway, here’s a pic of the pups in the new car for your viewing pleasure. Happy Monday.