Holidy Abs

I'm starting out my holiday with a very sore body. It's different eating the holiday cookies that brought by those who fall under the people-who-like-me-but-don't-quite-get-the-contest category have brought to the house (All the cookies have been on red plates--is green out this year?) with extremely sore abs. Being sore takes some of the indulgent pleasure out of the sweets. I didn't work hard with Carl yesterday just to eat cookies. I actually don't have much of a sweet tooth, but I'm also not totally strict about my diet. And sometimes I like to eat cookies.

I'm a little distracted--the Jazz are losing to the Bucks and Millsap just went out with an injured knee. As if the Jazz need another power forward out with injuries.

And the baby is starting to fuss because it's her bedtime.

And I'm trying to blog in a way that makes sense to you people, but it just might not happen tonight, like sometimes workouts don't happen when cookies do, or diet Coke.

So, my point is, a strategy to avoid some of the holiday overeating--work out and get extremely sore and see how it feels to shovel that second piece of cake into those twinging abs.

Good night.