'Til The Cows Come Home

Los Gorditos

Due to the curse of the theatre world, it's unusual for us to know exactly how long K. will be employed. It's even more unusual for us to know what his next job will be. And it's downright unheard of for us to know far enough in advance to be able to plan a proper vacation. So we're very, very lucky to know that he will have one week off in between projects during the first week of December.

Accordingly, K. and I just booked a five night Caribbean getaway to Playa del Carmen on the east coast of the Yucatán Peninsula. We're staying at a five star all-inclusive resort on the mainland, a quick ferry trip away from Cozumel. We're already entranced by the pictures of the white sand beaches and crystal blue water, and looking forward to doing some snuba diving, windsurfing and sun tanning.

We have two months to get our pasty, puffy white asses into beach shape. I got myself off to a great start today. This morning I cooked us a nice high protein breakfast of steak and eggs (and my trusty Vytorin to make sure said high protein diet doesn't kill me). After some chores I did my 8 Minute Abs workout and hauled myself up to the gym. I did a good half-hour of cardio and a half-hour of lifting. Not a bad start.

Then I came home and ate half a bag of potato chips and the rest of a box of rosemary-olive oil Triscuits.