One of the pitfalls of being the child of immigrants is that you occasionally mess up idioms and popular sayings. Yesterday I found out it’s actually. “Mustang Sally,” not “Muskrat Sally.”
Because I’ve recently become outdoorsy in life rather than only in my imagination, I’ve started researching outdoorsy things I can do beyond hiking. And I found this: Shenandoah Fall Foliage Anybody care to join me?
It seems the four pounds were water weight. I only gained 0.8 pounds. Not great, but not terrible. Back to Yoga and Zumba this week.