Isn't this the best part of breakin' up, Finding someone else you can't get enough of*

A dangerous part of living in a hotel is the fresh cookies available at the front desk at all times of the day.  I no longer walk through the lobby in an effort to avoid temptation.  It's sad.  (But holy crap those cookies are AMAZING!).

Even more dangerous has been the lack of exercise since I left Richmond.  

The week before I left Richmond, I only ran 2-3 times and spent the rest of the time working and packing.  Then, the week I spent at mom and dad's I only ran 3 times, and nothing more than 2.5 miles.  My first week in the hotel, I only ran twice.  The first was a 4 mile run and the second was only a 2 mile run.  That has been the grand total of exercise in 3 weeks.  

Add some cookies to my daily diet, and yeah, my pants are probably going to start getting tight soon.  So, I'm going to pretend like I'm A the new trainer (who I no longer have as a trainer!) and make up a new spreadsheet that has all my workouts I need to do for the week.  Maybe that will motivate me a little.

In other news, my fantasy team sucked the big one (way to bench the best players!).  However, the Eagles won (it was an UGLY win...but it was a win none the less).  So that's a plus.

I haven't really done much lately.  I'm still trying to find my way around up here and figuring out what I want to do.  (I still want to buy a bike and take swimming lessons and start doing triathalons).

I went home on Sunday and spent the day with my family which is lovely.

Other than that, I'm pretty boring.

*Liz Phair