At 6:10pm last night, I lost 150 lbs.
Something like that. I don't know how much she weighs. The point I'm trying to make is that watching my mother step up to the ticket counter for her flight back to Florida last night felt as good as shedding a lot of weight really quickly. And then the crushing depression of knowing it will be six months before I see her again set in. Whether I was celebrating my return to freedom or numbing the pain of loss, I felt the need to polish off the rest of the chocolate in the house. Maybe it was just my attempt to purge any remaining evidence of her visit, but honestly, I have to stop treating myself like a human trash can.
I had taken yesterday off of work to spend with my mother. Despite my best intentions to get a 6 mile run in during the morning - my last chance to really get a long run in before the relay on Friday - I just felt sick. My mouth was still in pain from canker sores ( wp.me/p1N36Q-5L
), my stomach still hurt, and I was exhausted from the high pressure presence of my hyper-critical mother. I probably didn't help myself by NOT running, as it's fantastic for stress reduction and bloating - but at the same time, I can never be sure when I'm trying to do too much. The last thing I want to do is make myself feel worse before the relay. The good news is that my mouth and stomach feel a bit better today, but my throat is a little sore.
We didn't really have anything planned for the day, and neither of us were very hungry from all the crap we had consumed over the weekend. We had already visited with everyone she wanted to see while she was here, and with it being Monday, we were stuck for ideas. We ended up finding an Indian grocery store and decided to see what cool things I could add to my pantry. I was particularly interested in seeing whether they had any wheatless flours, and I was not disappointed. Ethnic grocery stores are awesome for getting new spices to experiment with, finding new legumes and non-meat protein sources, and, of course, goodies.
Here's what I ended up coming home with:
Missing: Sesame Brittle. Did not last the car ride home. The two flours I got were coconut and a chickpea/rice blend. The colorful package on the left is Mixed Dal. (I google searched Dal and decided the headline of the first page that came up would be my blog title for the day. Oh, it's a mix of lentils, in case you were wondering). On the way home, we also found a farmer's market (I think this market had been hoarding all of the spaghetti squash I had been looking for last week), where I picked up some fresh peppers and asparagus for a Crustless Mini Asparagus Quiche I'd like to make later this week, a few bulbs of garlic, and honeydew melon - overall, a good haul for getting back on track.