Halloween Candy

I'm just asking to be egged on Halloween. "Why?" you ask. I am going to do my share in preventing Canada's little butterballs from getting any chubbier and giving Fruit-to-go. Personally, I think the fruit leather bars are tasty little things that are more expensive than heart-clogging, insulin-spiking sugar, but I just know I'm going to get that look from the kids . . . especially the little darlings that come to my door after 9 p.m. I only assume they couldn't hit the street early to trick or treat because they had to shave first or pick up a 6-pack at the liquor store. Really . . . I think some of these kids could be older than me.

But back to the candy, it's time to fess up. I bought the fruit snacks because in all honesty, I would have ten bags of chocolate bars eaten before Tuesday. Why does candy wrapped in little packages taste so much better than the normal sized stuff?

On to another note, I must thank the Running Gods. This morning I dragged my butt out of bed to run with my Track & Trail peeps for the first time in ages. It was a beautiful morning with no wind and reasonable temperatures. There is nothing better that having cool air to run in. I HATE hot weather where you stink and are sticky before you even make it around the block.