I got a little surprise this morning when I weighed myself – I’m back under my goal weight. I’m not going to say my little bout of food poisoning was worth it, but I shamelessly exploited the opportunity to get my portion sizes reined in by the day and a half of not eating it gave me. It’s one of those silver linings you hate to admit but it’s true – spend a night puking your guts out and the next day afraid to eat anything and your stomach shrinks a little, and if you take advantage of that you can ride that on in for a nice little dieting kickstart. Which I did.
Tonight my husband was heading out to spend some time with some friends of ours, a couple who live across the Bay. I wanted to go but I still needed to get a workout in for the day. I thought about staying home and going to the gym but I really didn’t want to miss the chance to see friends I haven’t seen in a long time. I knew that my husband would be spending some time outside working on some martial arts techniques for part of the evening with the husband, and then I remembered – these friends have a treadmill in the garage! And they are totally on board with my diet and exercise weirdness. So I packed my gym bag and we showed up and I said, “I have an odd request. Can I use your treadmill for a half hour?” And you know what? It worked out perfectly because my friend needed to finish up some work while her husband was outside with my man, so I got my workout done in the garage, changed back into regular clothes in the spare bedroom and got to have a lovely catch-up with my friend after we were both done with our needed activities for the day.
I’m back at the hotel this week for work, eating conference catering and sitting in a conference room all day every day. I know that the block the hotel sits on takes just under 15 minutes to walk fully around, so I’m putting that knowledge to use. Beats sitting around eating a cookie or a brownie during the break.