Austin, TEXAS, January 15, 2006 — I really had to get to the gym today. And I did. But I came close to be derailed.

I stayed up too late so it was after eight when I got up. I didn't really have an agenda so I drank coffee, wrote my journal, read other journals.

FFP suggested brunch somewhere. I resisted, thinking that would really derail me. But when he suggested we go see Capote I was looking the movie times up online in an instant. He saw it in New York but was willing to see it again. I ate a plate of my own version of Huevos Rancheros first, though.

Philip Seymour Hoffman is a favorite of mine and I like all that period and literati stuff. So I liked the movie a lot in spite of the difficult material. I thought the directing, art direction, acting were all brilliant.

When we got home from the movies it was two o'clock. Must exercise today.

So I did. I rode a bike to nowhere for an hour while reading old newspapers. Articles about how hynotism works (influencing the top down processing that always interprets our bottom up processing of sensory input), how movement disorders (tics, restless legs and more serious involuntary movements and limited movements) are being treated with implants. Articles about movies I've seen and need to see.

I also did some weight work.

So I wasn't derailed after all. Not entirely.

Except I ate so much in the evening. First it was just a little salad and a small amount of rice and black-eyed peas. Then it was some cheese and some wasabi peas. Oh, and sharing that bottle of wine. Then there was the Sherry nightcap and the nachos. Ah, well. If we really want to see if the 'exercise off the weight' routine works we have to eat like a pig. No fair watching calories.

Of course...at the movies I only had black coffee.