Confessions of a Traveling Sister

I'm home...again.  Now, where to start?  The scale.

I had to, HAD to weigh myself.  Even if I was gone 14 out of 18 days.  I 'weighed' in (kinda, unofficially) at my sisters house, once.  Scrunching up my nose at the scale, I decided to wait to do official weigh ins at home, starting the first Wednesday I was there.   Cue Wednesday...got on the scale and had a gain (duh) of 1.8 pounds.  WHAT??  I was soooo happy with that number!  Also, today I got on the scale and I am within half a pound of my 'low'.

Next up, the food.

I ate at McDonald's, Papa Johns, Industrial Revolution, Steak-n-Shake (at 3:00am), Sophia's House of Pancakes, Jimmy Johns (3 times).  At home I feasted on... Beth's Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup, Beth's Awesome Crock Pot Chicken Enchilada's,  Beth's Quick & Delicious Pasta,  Amy's Amazin' Hot Dog Roll-Ups and Mom's Creamy-Good Cream of Chicken.   Breakfasts were a 'healthy' bowl of cereal and coffee.  and, quite honestly, there was very-little-to-none of that dreaded 'snacking'.   I do sort of feel bad for not sharing some of my corned beef hash with Beth, I kept catching her staring at it.  She did say something about 'dog food' but underneath that comment, I know she wanted some.  Next time, though.  Anyway, I ate what was served and ordered what I wanted and I have zero regret.  I knew I'd come home and get back on my healthy eating and that's exactly what I did.  I got up on Tuesday morning, dashed to the store for a few items for the week, knowing I have set myself up for a successful week of eating 'good for you' food.

Now, the running.

Not good.  I ran 4 of 14 days away from home.  My plan was to run every morning while I was there.  The first morning, I did run.  It started pretty rough but by mile three, I felt I could go forever, or just another .65 miles, which is what I did.   I'm not happy with running only 4 times but it is what it is and I can't change it.  So, it's time to rack up some miles, eh?

So, there it is.  The good, the bad and the very ugly.  It was fabulous week.  Sweet babies, sister time, some laughs, some naps...I wouldn't trade even one of the moments for a run.   I loved the whole week and would do it again in a heartbeat.

Oh my God!  I just remembered I had wine EVERY NIGHT!  And, we had donuts on the day I left.  But, like I said, I'd do it all over again....maybe more donuts though.