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Yesterday was Valentine's Day. This was the first time I had a sweetheart to take me out and make me feel special, and it was awesome. We ended up hitting a very fancy restaurant that featured free-range meat with no hormones and antibiotics. He picked the restaurant based on the ethics of their meat selection because he knows I have an insane sense of responsibility about the world, and often get discouraged in restaurants since I can't eat anything off the menu without feeling some sort of guilt. The filet was divine and for dessert we had a chocolate and pistachio flan with fresh strawberry sorbet. 

It. Was. So. Good.

Another interesting thing about yesterday was the abundance of sweets in my office. Everyone brought in treats to share--cookies, cupcakes, donuts, candy. I knew the temptation would be too much for me, so I made a deal with myself and the rest of facebook: I would do 25 Burpees for every treat I had. 

In the end, I owed 50 Burpees, and Coach H chimed in on facebook saying she'd join me in my burpees at CrossFit on Friday. In fact, when I didn't turn up for the 6 AM class, she even commented on my facebook wondering where I was! (I truly adore how they keep me accountable.)

I'm going to head over there after work and take on Friday's wod with the 5:30 class. I still owe 40 of those Burpees. 



A coworker sent me this article this morning that really summed up my terrorizing thoughts about eating well. Read it if you're into laughter. :)