Of the many coats I have and love, a raincoat
is not among them. When it rains, I
throw on my son’s formless Black Dog slicker; it is not a coat one feels
stylish in. On Tuesday, I stop into Lululemon
to exchange a pair of socks. While
there, I see the perfect rain jacket.
Reasonably priced, knee length, and with a glove-like fit. I buy the coat, fully aware
that I’m now missing a goal I set only a week ago. But I will pretend the goal hasn’t been
broken in an effort to not break it again.
As for my weight goal, there I am doing
better. I was 128.8 on September 4, and
weighed 126.8 this morning.
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