I had gone to the track yesterday before leaving to come back up here to mom’s (two hours from my house). But my brother in law suggested that we all take a walk down this nice country road where they live and so I ended up with another 3 miles. I ran a little of that too just because it was beautiful out there and I wanted to run. I wanted to run. That is something I would not have believed six months ago that I would EVER say. Of course, 15 years ago I would have never guessed that I would allow myself to get to 202 pounds either. I guess we surprise ourselves sometimes. I am just glad that after all this time, I am suprising myself in good ways.
Opted out of my sister’s casserole last night (in other words: cream of something soup, cheese and hamburger). I had brought some cod in my cooler. When I come up here, I bring my food. Once I stopped eating the junk that people brought, I was ready to buckle down again. So I cooked the cod in a little lime juice and used this sea salt/garlic/parsley grinder thing that my sister has. I love cod and broiling it like that was so quick and simple. With that light dinner and the extra walk yesterday, I should be inching closer to the mid 150’s. I may try my wedding dress on this weekend. My mom and I made the dress and I think she would enjoy seeing it again. And I certainly would enjoy fitting into it again. We’ll see.
Later this week, I am going to try Ellie Krieger’s recipe for shrimp scampi. It is pretty basic, but has artichoke hearts. Had to buy those canned. I have never worked with fresh artichokes and Walmart didn’t have frozen ones.
Not sure when I will be back home and in a normal routine. So I am still just trying to get in a walk/run whenever I can. My calories are pretty low, so hopefully I can keep losing even though my exercise has not been as regular lately.
Hmm. Boring post. I think my brain is still fried from the to-do list that my sister so kindly handed over to me. It is a cruel thing in life that amidst mourning the loss of a family member, you have a bzillion things to do.
Jeeze, now I sound like a hermit! God, I’m really not, really! I’m just a shitty writer, and you’re not! There darn it, that came out perfectly! 