A short one today — the cats have adjusted to my wife’s work schedule so I was up at four and eventually distracted them with food and went back to bed, got up at 6, went for a run, etc.
All’s well on Day 3, with 97 days remaining. Ate right yesterday, with allowance for some fun food (but tracked it), well situated and planned for today, etc. Good run this morning.
So… off to work, and to keep my eye on the prize. 97 days ain’t long. It’s one season, really. I’ll be done and (I expect) totally on track by the fall.