The snow is still falling. When I got out of bed -yes 5 am- my big dopey dog, Tarn corralled me into the corner of the living room. He likes to punch, so he sat down and started throwing punches. I quickly hopped on the stairmaster and he cast a disgusted glance and went back to the bedroom to sleep. My guilt got to me and Tarn and I went for walk down the Greenway and enjoyed the 3 inches of new snow, or Tarn enjoyed it, I tolerated it - It is 5 am. Presently, Tarn is shaking his neck chain at me so I will move my stuff off the couch so he can lay down, I am being bullied by a giant mutt. Assessment: so far so good. I am on 3 days of 5 am workouts, each day when I get up I come out in the living room and raise my hands in victory. Damon claps. We have not eaten out all week and I am tracking my calories on http://fitday.com/. So far I haven't learned Spanish, cleaned, gotten organized, saved money or stayed in better touch (does a blog count?). As for being a better employee, after 3 hours of meetings yesterday my coworker asked me if we always have to g - ahh the cat just put his paw in my coffee and shook it on me - okay is work really that interesting? I guess I better get there, it is going to be a long drive in the snow.
