Let me tell you: When you check into the Hotel Hershey, they ask whether you prefer milk or dark, and hand you a chocolate bar. As you swan through the lobby and browse the shops, you have your pick from bowls filled with Hershey Kisses. Arriving at your cottage? Here's an ENORMOUS basket of kisses and peanut butter cups and miniatures... you get the idea.
Chocolate Immersion treatment or cocoa bean rubdown at the spa? Choices, choices. And while you're pondering, have a seat next to yet another bowl of Kisses to help you make up your mind.
Forgive me, bandsters, for I have sinned.
I went to Hershey with my two besties from college to celebrate 20 years of friendship. We drank wine, ate chocolate and cheese, talked, looked at ridiculous pictures of us in college (I was seriously fugly), drank more wine, ate more chocolate, dined on cheese and crackers. Rinse and repeat.
The good news in this scenario (I guess) is that my band has been pretty tight since Saturday. So I haven't done as much damage as I could have, and I definitely haven't come close to the damage I would have done preband.
I started my penance today with a gloriously tough workout at the gym. I have three additional workouts scheduled for this week.
Finally, and most importantly: NYC Bandster Brunch is THIS Sunday, March 20th!! Details on right of my blog page. I think we're about 20 for brunch. Looking forward to seeing you all!
