And when you're alone in a hotel room with nothing much to do except wait for tomorrow, you might as well write a blog post.
First, some good news. This evening, I did my first *real* run since the 13th on the treadmill here in the hotel. The fitness center was empty so I eschewed the Rickety-est Treadmill Ever for what in my limited experience I can only assume must be the Swankiest Treadmill Ever. (Seriously, when did exercise equipment get built-in HDTV / ipod docks / DVD players??) It wasn't a long one, really--just a warm up, cool down, & two fast-ish 1200's in between--but it did give me an opportunity to give this stuff a whirl:
Which, to quote Kimra, "is not just for the ride, nor is it just for the hoo ha." Honestly, I can't face another post-CIM December with great swaths of missing skin on my inner biceps & thighs, so I'm hoping that some wardrobe adjustments & a good coating of body glide + ride glide will be enough to prevent the worst of what I had to deal with last year.
Post treadmill run, I've been vegging out with a lovely little bottle of chard I picked up at the nearby Safeway. Given that I had precious little to go on & was limited to screw tops (as I don't routinely travel with a bottle opener), I feel like I did surprisingly well for my $7. Talbott Vineyards Kali Hart Chard is malo-free & incredibly French on the nose -- barnyard funk & whatnot -- with just enough oak to balance out the other strong flavors. Win!
Finally, there's this:
Phhhhbbbbtt. That's all I have to say about that. :P