I feel as though I'm in a fog. Yesterday was windy and my allergy symptoms have been awful. I went to the yoga/Pilates class yesterday morning but didn't have much energy and couldn't wait to get home and take out my contacts. I finally gave in and took a nap in the afternoon and the rest of the time I was just sort of dragging myself around. With so little physical activity I'm still bouncing around between 139 & 140 on the scales.

I'm hoping my trip to the park this morning will give me an energy boost at least for a little while.

Meanwhile Sy Hersh's piece in The New Yorker this week makes me wonder why I should care about my weight or my diet at all: “They’re moving everybody to the Iran desk,” one recently retired C.I.A. official said. “They’re dragging in a lot of analysts and ramping up everything. It’s just like the fall of 2002”—the months before the invasion of Iraq, when the Iraqi Operations Group became the most important in the agency. He added, “The guys now running the Iranian program have limited direct experience with Iran. In the event of an attack, how will the Iranians react? They will react, and the Administration has not thought it all the way through.”