Day 1202

Finish line's in sight!

Ok, Spin + 3m this am. The Spin class was weird. People be buggin'.

You could tell people hadn't been to the gym, especially when the instructor announced this as the "After the Storm" class. Place was packed. Felt good.

The Line was cleared of trees, but no Striders. Sucks for them, but I got my miles.

Now for Toxichouse.

With the broken back door, they that begged for a dog put him out front. Tied to a tree. nice.

So, Jeff, the busybody neighbor from across the street, addict, married to Snaggletooth (the Cher look alike who wanted to do me while Sybil was in the hospital), rings the doorbell asking Sybil if It remembered Its dog was out front. Actually asked it "how would YOU like..." Good. It FINALLY sees what a dick he is.