I almost forgot how unhealthy relationships can be.

I woke up this morning with a solid plan.  Wake up.  Work. Work. Yoga with the man (who has decided he wants his blog nickname to be Achilles–I’m still deciding how I feel about that), then home for more work.

Unfortunately, my plans were sidelined.  He was hungry when we met and wanted dinner.  I tried to note that eating before yoga is a bad idea, but he was hungry, so I ordered some sorbet and mostly just swirled it around while he ate a salad.  After the salad was completed he agreed with me that eating before yoga was a bad idea, and we decided that mayhap yoga would be something I do on my own for now on…and why don’t we go see Sherlock Holmes.