I have been really lax in updating this blog for for the past month. Some of the reasons are good, some of the reasons are not so good. I hope you will forgive me, my dear imaginary readers, for my lapse. After more than two years of near-daily updates, I got a little behind. But it doesn't mean I wasn't working out or watching Doctor Who, not by a long shot.

Twenty six half hour episodes, thirteen viewing days... why does it feel like I have been watching K9 forever? As of today I am done forever, although with some minor regret. For such an awful show, it sure ended well.

We had a heck of a storm this morning, let me tell you. I mean, it was not a hurricane or anything, but it was the heaviest rainfall I can remember in quite a while. I almost used it as an excuse to skip the treadmill, but then I reminded myself that the sooner I got it done the sooner I would never have to watch K9 again. You know what's really tragic, though? Here in the penultimate episodes the series is finally stringing together some good stories.

After hitting a pinnacle with Taphony and the Time Loop there was really only one direction K9 could go. And hoo boy did it go there.

Is it bad that I am counting the days until I am done with K9? Because I will totally be done with K9 in three more days...

Nothing awfully exciting to report today. Had a good day at work. Did a hundred push-ups. Walked four miles on the treadmill while watching K9. Not a single one of those things is profound, it's just that kind of day.