Missing

Ha! Usually when I go missing in blogland its due to A Problem(tm). Not this time. I didn't post on Thursday because I had nothing to report. Friday, I had a work thing off site.

Thursday, I thought I was going to have to skip my run. I woke up still not feeling that great. Not a lot worse, but really tired, and I thought it best not to wear myself out with a 5K race coming up. When I woke up for a few seconds and made this descision, I thought I would go for a spin around the neighborhood after work. It wasn't until I got in the show I realized I had an appointment for a wax and a facial after work. RATS.

You know what though? Somehow, I came home after the appointment, around 6:30, changed, and went for the spin (2.24 miles) anyway. I felt completely terrible, but after thinking about it, I had been up for twelve hours and I had only consumed about 650 calories. I was pretty impressed with myself at the time. A wierd thing was that due to my extremely recent facial, sweat was just pouring out of me. It was crazy. Makes me think about how much sweat is normally just trapped in my pores. Blech. I think I should put this out of my mind.

Friday I had a professional development conference type thing. It was just for women, and I have to say it was more like being at a live 10 hour taping of Oprah than what I expected it to be. At any rate, I picked up a huge amount of swag and ate a few too many petit fours. Like four. Four fours. :) I didn't make myself sick or anything, but they totally weren't worth it.

Saturday morning was the 5K. I'll write a little bit more about that in the next post. I did it. Then, I came home and I ran another 2.24 miles around the neighborhood. Saturday is usually my long run. My legs were exhausted, but I did it and I'm glad. Then we drove to Boston and I ate a crate of fried appetizers (tater tots, onion rings, etc.) and then we went to dinner. Skirt steak, fries, chocolate torte, cerviche. That steak was sick. I cannot stop thinking about it. But, I did give away about a third of it and over half my fries. I did not make myself sick. Maybe that is my baby step. Stop eating before I am physically ill. We will see.

Yesterday, Sunday, I got back in the rythym of decent eating. I had a lot of homework and yardwork and my legs were exhausted, so no planned exercise. A lot of shoveling and hauling mulch. I'm sure that counts for something.

As a result, I weighed in at 146 this morning. No loss from last week, but no gain either. And no downward spiral. I can live with that.

Tonight, it is stairmill night. This week holds a lot of food related landmines, but I'm not going to freak out over them today. Today, no landmines. The dinner is planned, the lunch is packed and I'm O.K.