Saturday, December 01, 2012
A couple weeks ago I spent time away on both a business trip, followed by pleasure. Lost 3 pounds during that time, despite eating at restaurants.
But then again, my idea of restaurant fare lies in hitting Lebanese, Thai and Indian restaurants, not to mention the Spanish tapas place. My grains were rice (and I never finished those), and I never ordered dessert. I usually selected seafood where that was a choice. The pleasure part we cooked together -- a nice homemade gluten-free meatloaf using sweet potatoes rather than bread, with venison and pastured lamb for the meat. And lots of nice veggies all round. I brought my own food on the drive down (with freezer packs so I could supply my own breakfast the next morning -- I NEED to start with protein of some kind, pastries and that ilk, especially commercially made, just never cuts it, and there simply wasn't going to be time that morning to buy anything resembling real food.
Lots of hiking, too. The hotel was one mile from the convention hall, and I backpacked in every day, and back home nearly every night (after dark it was advisable not to walk that far). The backpack wasn't light, either -- didn't want to leave any of my electronic gadgetry at the hotel, plus the books and papers added in their own weight.
I didn't track my food that week (indeed I've only started again this morning), but I ate healthy and built up muscles I'd forgotten could build. Yay team!