Alright, kids, get excited. I weighed 157.8 yesterday. HOLY COW! One minute (read: more than three months) I can’t get out of the 160s … and now I’m officially in the 150s?! I know I weighed-in in this decade at my Monday meeting, but I was still on the brink and didn’t believe I’d stay there. This means I have less than 20 pounds to lose until I reach my goal! Whoopty woop!
Here’s the kicker: I am visiting one of my best friends for an extended weekend. Right now, I’m 500 miles away from my Saint Paul home, and I’ll be here until bright and early Sunday morning. EEK! Getting together with old friends, especially out of town, is usually a no-win situation for me. You go out to dinner. You get drinks. You sit around and chat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. This isn’t just for a day. Or two. It’s 3 days/4 nights.
My flight was delayed an hour last night, and I was famished when I got here. Brianna and I tried to go to Noodles & Company, but it was closed for the evening. Instead we opted for the Chipotle next door. (There was really nothing else in sight.) I got a burrito bowl with cilantro-lime rice, black beans, fajita vegetables, pico de gallo, corn salsa, a bit of cheese, a tad of sour cream, a medium-sized glob of guac, and some romaine lettuce. Definitely heavy on the cals, BUT I made a wise choice with the bowl rather than wrapping it all in a 290-calorie tortilla (with 670 mg of sodium, yikes!).
When we got back to Brianna’s, she asked if I wanted a drink — and I chose water. Not that it’s SO crazy that I passed up a drink, but the Captain on the counter and the Diet Coke in the fridge looked mighty tasty. We stayed up talking until nearly 3am and then hit the sack.
So far, I think I’m doing well on this trip of mine. Given, I’ve only been here for 12 hours and eaten one meal. But I’ve made some good decisions! I brought my tennies, and I’m planning on going for a walk in the park with Brianna … when she wakes up. I like to know the area when I venture out alone for a run, so the walk will show me where to go. THEN, I’ll get up to run/walk Friday and Saturday mornings! I’m still kinda making up my own rules for my 5K training, but Tuesday I ran a mile without stopping before converting to run/walk. Obviously not a huge deal for runners, but an accomplishment for me :)
Also, I stepped on Brianna’s scale this morning, and dun dun duuuuuuun — it was dead. Is it weird that I want to ask her to replace the batteries while I’m here?
We’ll probably have a pretty healthy day eating-wise today, but three or four more friends are getting together with us Friday and Saturday. That means drinking and eating. I insist that we go to this cheap little authentic Mexican restaurant that I love at least once. I know for sure we’re having veggie lasagna our friend Ryan is bringing on Friday. Brianna and I have talked about eating a healthy dinner on Saturday, but I’m still worried. Drinking on the weekends tends to negatively impact my Monday-evening weigh-in, too. AND I’m usually not as good about getting in the H20 when I’m out of my element, so that’s another thing of which to be mindful. I’m hopeful that my morning jogs will at least keep the gain a bit smaller.
Soooo many things to consider. Do you have any advice??? I’m in need of some feedback. I’m here to relax and have fun, but I don’t want to be kicking myself when I return to the real world.
Wish me luck! Since I wake up earlier than Brianna, I’ll sneak in some more morning posts while my host is still asleep. And I’ll have pictures next time! Peace and love.
PS I just realized that I haven't been in the 150s in five years. That blows my mind.