Shan called this morning and asked if I’d want to go work out this afternoon at the evil empire of Bally. I said sure, got ready, cleaned the metric ton (it seemed) of snow off of my car, fought moronic drivers down Little River Turnpike and parked right by her. She jumped out of her car and said, “Wanna go to the Chinese buffet instead?” So I said sure, and off we went. Our workout was running around the buffet spread, picking out lunch. Now THAT was my idea of a workout!!!