Alaska, your beer is killer.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Remember how well I did in NYC and how I came back the SAME WEIGHT? And how that never happened before?? Well. I wasn't so successful in the great state of Alaska. They all it the Last Frontier. Yeah, last frontier of beer. The beer was good and abundant and too tempting for me to turn down. I probably drank 3-4 almost everyday I was there. I drank it at tasting rooms, at bars, in restaurants, on patios, and on hikes! I even had a one at Denali National Park.
I'm not a big beer drinker, although I do enjoy tasting new ones. We all know it's LIQUID BREAD, right? It is! Carb city. But all three of the people I know in Alaska (my two kids and my daughter's live-in boyfriend) all work at a brewery in Talkeetna. So, their lives center around beer. They make it, they serve it, they sell it and boy, do they drink it! I'm not sure how they manage to get any work done, make any decisions or not get fat, but they seem to drink it like water. So, when in Rome.... I am not proud of all that beer and now I'm paying the price.
Only 90-some days until Wedding Number 1 and I have backtracked a bit on size. Making up for it now though, boy howdy.
A blog's not a blog without pics.
Here's Denali. They say you have a better chance to see a bear than to see the peak but I got lucky. And saw no bears.
Here's a place I hiked near town.