And out of nowhere, it is spring. Yesterday's high was 73 and we've got three days in the 70s to follow it up. Matt gets it right:

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I gotta admit: I am loving the prospect of being near parks in Bartlett. In Memphis, I don't want to be close to one, but now, all of those dog parks City Planner Plays plugs in don't sound so bad.

While everything is on standby in preparation for the exodus, I look forward to diving into my fitness regimen. It will NOT be something that only through a fist-clenched force of will do I knock it off my list. It's gonna be something that'll be a highlight of my day. That's the thing with diet and fitness: we seem to attach to this construct of "If I hate it, it must be awesome for me." I don't know why we do that. It explains kale, turnips, radishes, chards and celery. Totally explains burpees. Why do I need that skillset?

Plants Attempt to Murder Me: I've developed an onion allergy or at least a heightened response to my subconscious disgust for the ones from Gordon's. Now when I cut them up, the hand that held them will feel a bit numb for the rest of the day and as I breathe them in, the bottom of my lungs tighten up as if inflammation hits it. My eyes water like "normal" (why do we readily accept that), but I can plow through that. Maybe my younger self knew to find them disgusting!

I LOVE my diet. Daily bacon? I mean, come on! Creamy coffee? Liver and ground beef stepped in bacon fat? And to top it off, carbonated water in a can! Finding ways to elevate my physical fitness levels ought to be in that spirit. I'll be bringing something to the table that achieves that end.