The best thing about hotels is the fitness room on the first floor - right downstairs, no excuses.
Oh wait, I have an elliptical and a weight machine in my basement...okay, no excuses. Except that to use it I have to get up on the wrong side of 5:00, where as business meetings often start later than work (not today, though) and I don't have to take care of kids' breakfasts. And, the elliptical with the tv and the smooth stride thingy is better than my cheap-y one from Sears.
Can't complain, though, and I WILL get up tomorrow at 4:30 to use it. I am usually up anyway - just lying there thinking about my day. I might as well just get up and move. It's been harder to go make myself work out after work - there is a lot to do with National Board and my classes. That's why I need to break my work out in two - one in the morning and one in the afternoon. They can both be shorter.
Last night, I had the most fabulous evening. Right after work I went to Ross with a coworker. My bag totally disintegrated over the course of the day (it was an old one I pulled out of the closet after my nice bag's straps broke - I was holding them together with tape. Not a nice look for travel.) I bought a new one and then went back to the hotel. I was a little bummed everyone went to dinner without me (my coworker had plans with a friend). Then I realized, "I am ALONE! It's QUIET!)
I decided not to work out, but instead piddled around on my computer and chatting with my kids - I was checking on homework for the school aged ones, and having a delightful chat with my oldest, so I decided to add my son on, too. It was a lot of fun, and the hotel restaurant had a really nice turkey reuben with cut veggies and coleslaw. I feel so relaxed.
Off to work now, though, and then the marathon trip home. Well, as marathon as interisland can be.