I derailed a bit tonight. The wife and daughter made Tuscan chicken over angel hair. I indulged BUT it was still half or less of what my old portion would’ve been.
I never knew angel hair could be so carby until I plugged it into My Fitness Pal.


“Killing tomorrow’s trophies today.”

On the distance I like to walk to my stands:
“The first 100 yards is also the last 100 yards.”