Yet another business trip for me. This time in New York City (said in a southern twang). I just had dinner at a wonderful Italian restaurant. Although they did give me a hard time about being a single diner and wanted to seat me in the bar with a bunch of old guys. But he changed his tune when I said I'd just go somewhere else. So now I'm stuffed full but really want to work out before it gets too late. I'm just going to go and see if I can treadmill it without needing to hurl. Wish me luck.