So I thought the Olympics were going to get me all motivated and working out and healthy and all that.
Instead of being active, I'm staying up past 11PM (I hate that they don't start the broadcasts until 8PM on the east coast), sitting on my can watching television of OTHER people being active, and getting very well reacquainted with that too-familiar syndrome of Stuffing My Face Continually In Front Of The TV. Then, unlike Angie, I can't seem to wake up early enough to get in the workout that I had planned.
Something is very wrong about this whole phenomenon. I am getting in a little more bike trainer time than usual watching TV, but that doesn't compensate for all the snacking that I'm doing.
It's probably a good time for them to drain and fix the pool and get my bike worked on, in any event.