Jet Lag

My workout of the day has been to try and stay awake, to drive on the 'wrong" side of the road without causing serious damage to me or anyone else, to visit with the neighbors, to try to remember what I own and where it is and to rejoice that the clothes I haven't seen in two years have not shrunk while in the closet. i think they grew a little.

The plane had wonderful sleeping pods, quite comfortable, bit I still did not sleep much. The Steward was a pusher and he was pushing Veuve Cliquot Champagne which went very nicely with the Duck Confit. It dawned on me that if I had ordered this meal in a fancy shmancy, high priced restaurant, I would have been pleased with it. To be eating this on a plane, was, well, something to celebrate! So I did.

I was very cautious with the delicious breakfast, though, to make sure my tiny bites were actually staying down while my head was pounding.

My plans are to get back on the exercise track tomorrow. It is after 9 pm and still light out there....yippee!