@Nightcall: the thermometer hit 27℉ and I hit the streets. I wore my Xero Prio 9's from 2023. I had concerns going into the walk, as in flayed flesh the chafing fruit of yesterday's record. Nevertheless, I strode ahead, modifying my gait a bit. Well, just after my 10-minute mark, my left knee's warning light popped on. Dang it. The chafing and the knee—I can still make it! But should I?

OF COURSE, right? So I turned into the Oak Forest neighborhood and..U-turned. I want this year to be different. It's not about my gallant, all-or-nothing efforts. Those things wind up disabling me for a quarter of the year. I do want cardio every day.

And thus, I looped back. In a sense, it was a shame because my first mile pace was nearly a minute less than yesterday's first mile. But, it's like my throwing back 20 grams of protein worth of cold ground beef this morning after my chest day session: nothing is flippant.

Earlier, I had a plan to buy 12 belt buckles for 2024 (and only 12). I'm nearly at my limit!

1. Zombie Outbreak Response Team
2. Wolf head
3. Taekwondo
4. Alaska
5. Alaska
6. Alaska
7. Alaska
8. World of Warcraft Horde
9. Battlestar Galactica
10. Transformers
11. Thundercats
12. ...

I dunno if I'm gonna keep it to 12! There is No Arizona! Give me Memphis, Tennessee!