The Wagon

So I'm back in Chitown from a work/fun trip to Dallas. We stayed at a conference center where the rooms were pretty tiny (think cruise ship size) but the food was delicious and the buffet was open. Needless to say, I fell of the wagon. Hard. Into a pile of chocolate cake, pork tenderloin, margaritas and frozen yogurt. But I feel good--even if I piled on the calories, my body was ready to get back into the exercise groove. I went to yoga last night and felt rather smug about how deep I was sinking into my lunges and how very balanced I was. Not how you're supposed to feel in yoga, but whatever. I can save my centering and personal challenges for another day.

I promise to get one of those interviews up this week. Also, I'm having trouble commenting on your comments from my house, so I'll be doing that on lunchbreaks. Thanks for all your cheers and hellos! More soon.