I should be asleep, but it’s Monday and the Food Network is taunting me with, “Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives.” I’m a big fan of greasy diner food and am haunted by cheeseburgers. And fried chicken. Basically, anything that’s bad for me and is at odds with all the work I do at the gym. I know Mark the Yoot is able to practice culinary self-denial, but I just know that anything with flavor is bad for me and I like to eat bad things. Really, that’s about the worst thing I do. Fortunately, the best bad food appears to be in the South, and I don’t get down there all that often.

I should also be in bed because I’m as tired as everyone else I saw at the gym. It was hot, humid, and still last night and a lot of people didn’t get much sleep. Plus, that hike yesterday took a lot out of a lot of most of us. At least I’m still standing. Here’s another stolen picture of me from the hike where I’m holding my magic Skittles.