What workout? Monday is my day off, except when it's not. So instead of doing lunges in a gym swarming with New Year's resolvers and reeking of hooker perfume, I had coffee with a cute girl from OKCupid. It went quite well -- thanks for asking! -- and that's all I'm going to say because she might be reading this if she has The Google.* I will note that I experimented with not touching my palms to the tabletop when I'm nervous (so as to avoid leaving unattractive sweat marks), which worked well and will be added to the Standard Repertoire Of Dating Techniques That Likely Do Not Make Any Difference At All.
*Blogging under my real name could be a real trip. It's not always The Awesome to have a unique first name/last name combo.