Everyone who was supposed to join me for yoga flaked on me. My daughter had the lame excuse of it being her boyfriend's birthday and she was going out to dinner with him and his family, and she probably should have mentioned it to me earlier in the week. Ya think? Okay, not a lame excuse but would have been nice to know more than an hour before class. My coworker who promised she wouldn't be late was a no show. Oh well...they lost. I got in 25 minutes of HIIT on the treadmill before the hour yoga class. The Thursday night instructor is much better than Monday night. Still, only 1 to 1-1/2 minutes is devoted to savasana. Really disappointing since to me that is the dessert of yoga.

Diet was great until I got home and my bf's mother had sent a loaf of banana bread home. Neither of us is a big fan, but I felt duty-bound to at least try it. I had 3 slices, toasted, with peanut butter. That was dinner. Not great.

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