Today, I had a lousy work-out at the gym. Couldn't manage to do the same weight reps I did Sunday (no motivation, and no strength), and then my favorite way to relax, the steam room, was down for repair, and will be until Friday.
So, on the way home, I decided that I was in the mood for serious junk food, pure & simple. (Well, okay, not pure at all.) So, with Bj's rant ringing in my ears, I pulled into a McDonald's. One burger, fries, and shake later, I am sated, if not overstuffed.
