I was going to go out tonight to support the ever-awesome Terminal Ready. That was before my 3.4 mile afternoon hike on the RipRap Trail to Chimney Rock. The trail was gorgeous today, but I just used up my last reserve of energy washing my face. I'd go out if doing so wouldn't leave me gasping for air and falling over. Sadly, this is Virginia. That's not an option, for the most part.
If my friends ever start playing smoke-free venues, I won't have to choose between my health and entertainment. Until then, I remain yours . . . at home . . . with tapioca pudding.
If my friends ever start playing smoke-free venues, I won't have to choose between my health and entertainment. Until then, I remain yours . . . at home . . . with tapioca pudding.