Door prize winner
Wore my pedometer all Saturday; full day with no real sit down time, still logged less than 6,000 steps. Did many loads of laundry, carried water to all the plants, cleaned a bit. Temp reached 101; we had a record and super humid too. That evening our club had a race; A. ran (got third), I volunteered at the finish line. They shortened it from a 5K to only 2mi. because of the heat. Picnic afterward and door prizes. I WON!!!!!…….a month long membership at an upscale and very pricey local gym—-I’m sure they would take one look at the ratty clothes I exercise in and not let me through the door. It can be used any time in the next year; gotta think about this. Anyway, I’m happy at my gym (and it’s free, courtesy of my dh’s old job). Food—not too bad, except for one scoop of B&J mint chocolate chip ice cream on the way home from the race.
BAD night; awake about 3 hrs. in the middle of the night; ended up coming down to the recliner—that hasn’t happened for a bit. Still max hot today; 98 on my thermometer in deep shade about 11:30 am. Had orchestra dinner and awards tonight. I picked up the cake. Gotta say they did a great job on it—school colors and pic of a violin on it. We sat with A.’s orchestra teacher; I really like that woman. Dinner was delish but not on ANYONE’S diet, I’m SURE my calories are in the stratosphere for today and I didn’t even finish. The dipping oil had wonderful herbs in it, and the bread, OMG!!!! I know I ate too much but $26.00 is way more than I usually pay for a meal and no way was I gonna walk out of there hungry—even a little bit!!!
Judy said on her blog—new week, clean slate and this is one chickadee who needs that clean slate!!!
Sleep tight, chickadees!
June 9th, 2008 at 9:46 am
Clean slate today for me, too. Why is it that when most people are languishing in the heat with little or no appetite, mine seems to EXPLODE? Over the course of yesterday, I ate no less than THREE of those danged WW ice cream bars AND my regular meals AND peanut butter & graham crackers, AND…hmmmmmm. Clean slate, that’s the ticket!
Hugs,
Z