Tatooine Hot

It was 103 degrees in Minneapolis yesterday.  It actually wasn't as bad as I would have imagined, but it was warm enough for everyone to turn on their air conditioners so the power went out on my block.  It didn't come on until right before I went to bed so I decided not to write a post for yesterday.

As soon as the power went out I decided I'd get going to the gym.  Then I realized my car was trapped in my garage and the only way to get to it was through an electric garage door opener.  So I walked.


After the gym I went to the grocery store.  I made some not-so-good choices there.  Nothing terrible, just some fruit-bar popsicle things.  They're very tasty but too high in sugar to be of anywhere near healthy.

It was still in the 90s and since my building had no electricity I was roasting.  I found a battery-powered lamp and plopped in a cold bath with my popsicle and a copy of Lord of the Flies.  Half an hour later, the power was back on and I went to bed.

I keep thinking about how well I did last week.  It's hard to remember that control feels a lot like being hungry most of the time and that voice in the back of my head demanding chocolate needs to shut up.  I'm trying to do as well this week but I'm not putting it together quite as well as I did last week.  Case in point with the popsicle.

I'm really tired and ready for bed.  I got back late from Cirque du Soleil.  More on that later (because it was awesome).  Goodnight.