Hi guys, I'm back!
I was on a really fun geology field trip this weekend. Many rocks were seen, and everything they say about geologists and drinking is absolutely true. Homygoodness were many drinks drunk!
I was on a mission to stay Primal this weekend, and I was simultaneously a smashing success and absolute failure on this front. Friday night we had a nice dinner out, and when the waitress set a warm chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream down in front of me I figured a couple of bites would be ok, gluten be damned. But then I had a couple of glasses of wine, and as I should have remembered from past experience...gluten exposure + alcohol = CATASTROPHIC STOMACH FAILURE! So...on the sum of things, Friday night was a zero-calorie evening, and I didn't really start getting much food back into my empty stomach again until lunchtime-ish on Saturday. And at that point I was so concerned about setting bad things off again that I was SUPER careful the rest of the weekend!
It turned out to be immensely fun being the only sober person in a group of 30 drunken geologists. I swear, the cabin we were staying in looked like a party scene out of a crazy 90s movie. There were piano and guitar singalongs, we had glowsticks and sparklers, beer and wine everywhere, card games were going, there was "sock wrestling", someone jumped into the pond outside...utter madness in the best way possible! And I completely avoided the temptation of pizza, oreos, bread, candy, and anything else that might have had gluten in it. While my classmates were enjoying pizza and beer, I was downing tuna, blueberries, and water. :) It didn't stop me from joining in any of the fun, though! (Although I did pass on wrestling and jumping into the freezing-cold pond). No one gave me any grief for skipping the junk food, and I think I actually earned some respect for being so very not-ok Saturday morning but rolling along anyway, to the point that the profs never noticed I was ill, haha.
Fitness wise, I am so in better shape than I had realized! Even with my stomach woes I was winning at hiking. At one point we followed a trail down to see a waterfall and instead of taking the trail back up everyone wanted to just go straight up the side of the forested slope. I was thinking "holy crap, there is no way I am going to make it up something so high and so steep. They're going to have to drag me out of here with a rope!" But not only was I able to keep up...I wasn't even out of breath when I got to the top! Those top-roping classes and my super-healthy-diet are paying off big time! My clothes are feeling looser and the scale has started edging downward again. There's a strange disconnect between the way I still see myself (dumpy and out of shape) and what the evidence is starting to show. I'm fit! I can do athletic things! That is so cool!
Oh, and FYI beef jerky and PaleoKrunch are the bestest things ever eaten in the woods after a long hike on an empty stomach. And minimal trail running shoes are far superior to clunky hiking boots for climbing around on rocky Appalachian trails. Yay paleo! Yay field trips! Yay for having my "happy" back! ;)
And on that note, we will now return to our regularly scheduled programming. Happy Sparking!