I could be a nun (with Dr Who)
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
I'm at the play therapy institute at the University of North Texas.
First of all, I am staying in the dorm. I got a mini fridge and stocked it with stuff for my breakfast, lunch and dinner. Having Taco Bell or Chik-Fil-A in the student union for lunch really doesn't appeal.
Breakfast has been a Yoplait 2x Greek yogurt, the kind with double protein in it, and a piece of fruit. Of all the Greek yogurts I've tried, I like this one best. The double protein is just a plus. A sandwich, a piece of fruit, some baby carrot dippers, and a tiny carton of goldfish to snack on throughout the afternoon is my lunch. Dinner is a cucumber and tomato salad and a tuna or salmon salad with cottage cheese on Triscuit thins. Yum. I'm not bored with it yet, which is good. I already spent money on this stuff, so I don't want to buy other stuff. Especially high-calorie convenience stuff.
Second, I walk back and forth from the union to the dorm every day. To clarify: this is my second day. But I won't even attempt to drive, because parking is such a bear. Typical college campus, that. I am counting my walk back and forth as cardio because I walk fast enough to take my breath away, it's a million degrees outside, and it's a 15 minute walk.
Third, I am staying within my calorie range. Actually a little under, but that's not really deliberate. I brought my spark bootcamp dvd with me, so I'm working out. For future reference, I've decided that I'll do the workouts from the 8th through the 28th every month, and then I'll supplement with this, that or the other. I brought my new kettle bell dvd but no kettle bell.
Fourth, I don't have a TV here. I could go downstairs to the communal area and watch that TV, but no. I mean, no. So I have done a lot of homework (grad student taking 3 classes plus the institute all day!!) and I watch Dr. Who. I read a little bit today (Patterson's Women's Murder Club). I feel so virtuous, all working out and doing homework and learning stuff and junk. I'm alone a lot, which is actually ok with me. I couldn't last forever this way, but it's ok in short bursts. I greatly miss my sister and dogs, but this is short term. I'll be home on Saturday.