June 11, 2006 at 10:57 am
I’m up half a pound which all things considered (such as midnight comfort cheesecake after the viewing and brownies at the funeral after-party etc.) is pretty good. The funeral went about as well as can be expected at events that are that sad.
I would give my eating a C. I chose a lot of healthy foods when I could, but also munched on a couple things I shouldn’t have. But I didn’t totally pig out. Eating on the road can be very difficult. Our country really does love to serve cheap and easy carbs with every meal, be it rolls or pasta or potato salad.
The only exercise I managed to get in the past four days was a morning Pilates session which I did from memory from watching the DVD 20 times and about 20 blocks of walking to and from a restaurant in Washington DC with a friend. However, I think moving tomorrow will give me plenty of cardio and then I can get back into my routine. If there’s anything this trip taught me (besides ye old lessons in mortality) it’s that routines are very comforting. It’s stressful having to plan out everyday from scratch, not knowing when or where you’re eating, how you’re getting from point A to point B and when or even where you’re sleeping that night.
Oh, and my dad has read this blog. Everyone together now: AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!
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