But beause I'd only searched the website on Bombay and gin, I wound up getting two bottles of Bombay East, not Sapphire, and I've never had East. I hope I like it. But it's win-win, because if I don't I won't want to drink it, thus saving me many calories, now that my weight consents to dip again.
Quite apart from unburdening the knees and preparing for surgery, the reason why I want another five pounds off is this. I keep buying loose lightweight summer trousers, and they keep being either not thin enough material or not wide enough in the waist. (Also too long to bike in without catching the chain or even the pedal. Were the world as it was, I'd take four of them in to be cropped to calf length.) So I have effectively only one pair of hot weather trousers and Summer Is Coming (even if we're currently recording this-decade record lows.) Five pounds more and I'll have three.
To which end:
Not to be TMI, but the usual state of IBS sufferers swings between two extremes. For three months, thanks to a lack of work stress and coffee, I've been in the tidier of the two. Which is nice, but I'd like to be a little closer to normal, only nothing seems to work: not gallons of water or extra green leafies or mandarin oranges. Bought a bag of cherries yesterday, because cherry juice is anti-inflammatory, and, well, a handful of cherries seems to be what's required. So there's hope.