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Day 221: Attack of the Chicken Nachos

Tired and sore today.  Decide to make this my sleeping in morning. Played in a wonderful concert last night with the choir. The same program we did on Saturday.  I was so hungry afterwards and had not packed a meal, so I took myself out to dinner.  Celebratory food has been a big part of my life. And I enjoyed it. I went to Pollo Rey on Hawthorne. I had a small chicken nachos and a margarita.  At 8:30 p.m. Past my new normal cut off time.

But it was a celebration! Interestingly enough, that one drink knocked my socks off! I floated home on the bus, unable to worry or think about anything other than one foot in front of the other. Good thing I do not drive.

I said hello to my clan and headed straight to bed.  Honey Dawg followed me.

I slept like a log until 6 a.m. I briefly contemplated Mass. but it is raining again. And quite cold. And I hurt all over. So I had a glass of warm water and crawled back under the covers. Honey Dawg was snoring in her kennel.

I did grab my Kindle and check the news. Thankfully, no new terrorist attacks. At least in our country.  But I said a prayer for the whole world before I dropped back off to sleep.

It is now 10:45 a.m. I am about to run out the door for a quick workout.  I am planning on doing more fresh fruits, veggies and lean protein to make up for my nachos and margarita attack last night.

I am sipping on herbal tea. I combined lemon and mint. It's wonderful!

I will do my stats tomorrow.  I am getting motivated to move that scale again.

Happy Wednesday! :)


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