Returning to normal
Friday, February 15, 2013
Dad left this morning and life will finally get back to normal for the first time since Thanksgiving. This has been the craziest holiday season ever. We hosted Thanksgiving AND Christmas, then I had a birthday, followed by New Year's and a two-week visit from my mom in January, a big party at ours in January and finally, a two-week visit from my dad in February. I am sure that if I had not started my diet and exercise plan when I did, I would have gained at least 14lbs so far this year, rather than lost them!
My one big stumble so far has been the trip to Ireland the four of us took with my dad this week. Things started out really well - I made these wonderful vegan energy bars before we left and brought a dozen apples for us to enjoy - but family holidays are still tough on diets and when the good food ran out and the schedule got tough, I didn't always make the best choices. I was the organizer and de facto leader of our funny little group, so I was most worried about making sure nobody got killed crossing the street instead of making the best menu choices at all the restaurants we patronized.
I've put off my weekly weigh-in (Friday) by one day to try and run a bit of damage control back on the home front. Today I've eaten really well and I do feel very good about being back on track after a four-day slip-up. And this evening, I did one of my favorite things - I went for a night run with my elder stepson. He enjoys going on nighttime runs with me and I hope he never gets too cool for it (he's 14)! We usually go up to the soccer pitch at the top of the hill and I run laps while he kicks the ball about, then he joins me for a few laps. It's a great time for us to chat in a way that doesn't feel forced or awkward. I love it.
Here I am after my first failed attempt to kiss the Blarney Stone. I got my kiss after the second try, but it's much scarier than I expected. It was so nice being there on a Tuesday in February because we pretty much had the whole place to ourselves. I love going to places out of season. The weather isn't always great, but it sure beats fighting the crowds every step of the way.
So yes...i had more Guinness than planned in Ireland, as well as one regrettable fried chicken wrap drenched in mayo, but I am doing my best to restore all my healthy habits now that this fattening little jaunt is over.