Well, I tried eating good last night. I even ordered fish, which I rarely do, and was feeling very proud of myself for having had a reasonable lunch and dinner, making wise choices, and most likely not gaining any weight even though I was at restaurants for all three meals. Then the giant chocolate mousse cake showed up. Probably 800 calories worth, at least, and the plate was pretty clean when I finally came out of my chocolate transcendence and realized what I had done.
I woke up stiff, sore, and too hot this morning. It is Leap Day, and 70 degrees and oppressively humid at 5:45am. The hotel air conditioner has kicked in, but it is still too warm and sticky. The treadmill entertainment returned to local "Dallas Morning News" during my tough 3.2 miles, including how the "more liberal" Mitt Romney held on to Michigan; the down side of electric cars; endless Lysol and laundry detergent commercials; and not-so-subtly sandwiched between two short updates on teachers in Dallas being arrested for improper conduct or relationships with students, the surprising fact that Dallas teachers, who have good jobs in a tough economy, are protesting Dallas ISD asking them to work an extra 45 minutes/day without a pay increase. I finished and cooled down to a 10 minute in-depth look at tryouts for the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders, where the hopes and dreams of young, blond, southern girls from all over the world are made or shattered.
Really getting anxious to get back home.
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