Donna is much more disciplined than I am. The drifting aroma of The
Habit, a local char-grilled burger joint, lured me in. I figured the
five mile, moderately paced bike ride would justify a double
cheeseburger and fries, or at least a bite of one. After the first
bite I couldn't stop. Meanwhile Donna had a grilled chicken salad with
dressing, which she barely touched, on the side.