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I was swamped at work yesterday, and I left much later than I had expected. Traffic was, of course, slower than my liking, and it took forever to get home. I was only home a few minutes when my cat started sneezing, and I called the vet, turned around, went right back out the door, and went to the pharmacy to pick up the antihistamines the vet said I could give to him.

When I got home the second time, it was oh-so-tempting to toss my work clothes into the hamper, put on comfy pajamas, and snuggle up with my husband. But I had promised myself I would work out when I got home, so I grit my teeth, wiggled into workout clothes, and hopped onto my exercise bike.

One of my favorite Peloton instructors is Cody Rigsby, because he is just so silly and goofy and funny. You never know what is going to come out of his mouth next, or what dance move he’s going to throw down, defying gravity by not falling right off his bike.

So I chose one of his classes, and I am glad I did. I randomly picked one that seemed like it had good music. It was a good workout, and Cody said something that made me laugh but also stayed in my head. When we were getting ready to increase the intensity of the ride, he described how, at a restaurant, when the server walks by with that sizzling plate of fajitas, everyone turns and looks and wonders who is getting those flashy fajitas. The fajitas capture everyone’s attention. He encouraged us to be the sizzling fajitas, not the complimentary tortilla chips, ha ha.

There you have it: immortal words of boundless inspiration and infinite wisdom, straight from Cody! Be the sizzling fajitas today, ladies and gentlemen. I am glad I chose to be sizzling fajitas last night instead of tortilla chips! Time to sizzle again today. What about you? 🙂

Is this the worst possible time of year to try to lose weight, or what? Between parties, luncheons, and gifts of candy and cookies, there is temptation up to my eyeballs everywhere I turn. I came into work this morning and discovered a huge box of doughnuts, a plate of cookies, and a tray of peanut butter cups in the kitchen. I had to just laugh. For whatever reason, Christmas is synonymous with eating around here. I just need to keep my head on straight and not get carried away.

It was hard just coming to work this morning. My husband was in a particularly silly and goofy mood, and as soon as the alarm went off, he started melodramatically declaring that he had somehow mortally wounded his back in his sleep, he couldn’t move (all while tossing his arms about for emphasis and flair), and he needed me to stay home with him today. To prove his point, he started moaning and fake crying…very loudly, I might add! I tried to hush him so he wouldn’t wake up my stepson, but once he gets going, he is like a freight train on a downhill track: there’s no stopping it once he’s gained momentum!

I got out of bed despite his protests, and despite my own strong preference to stay right there, snuggled under the covers with him. Today is going to be a good day. I got all of my gift wrapping done last night, just in time for the kids to arrive this evening for Christmas break with us. I’m excited for the kids and my husband to unwrap certain presents that I am pretty sure they will be happy about!

If the kids’ ever-declining grades are any indication, nothing has improved in their other home. So I am also happy that they will be with us for a few days, where I know for sure they are safe and supervised and actually taken care of. Hey, maybe Psycho’s new year resolution will be to finally start parenting…nah, I won’t hold my breath!

Even with so much to wrap last night, I still fit in a workout. I skipped my planned morning workout today, but I am glad I did. Laughing at my husband’s silliness got the day off to a happy start. And I will have all evening, after the kids get here, to get that workout done.

Now…just need to avoid the heaping piles of calories and sugar in the kitchen for the rest of the day. 🙂