400!

No.  Not pounds.  Days.  The one number that I don't mind going up. Tonight, despite feeling like crap with my worst cold in 15 months, I still made it to the club for my 400th straight day of exercise!  And, yes, tonight was not because I wanted to.  Tonight was one of those few nights that happened only because of the streak and my stubborness.  Here's to the next 400 straight days...