I thought of you often this past weekend. Thought about what I would write when I got home. Thought about the admissions I would (or would not) make. Thought about how Google reader needs to add an “undo” feature for idiots like me who accidentally “mark all as read” when I haven’t read any yet. Sigh.
Let’s get the bad part out of the way front and center. I did not meet my eating goals. Not even close. I will not bore you with the gory details, not because I am hiding anything, but because there seems no point in sharing how very far I strayed and all that led to and surrounded it. The behavior, the subsequent emotions… Suffice to say that I ate a tremendous amount of crap and felt guilty about most but not all. The weekend is over and I am moving on.
Now for the good part. The biking. It was a lot of fun and I am so glad we added that element to our trip. Our first ride was a bit more of an adventure than planned, starting with some navigation issues just figuring out how to access the trail system. And then there was my flat tire, which my knight in shining armor patched by the side of the road. And while a little drizzle didn’t deter us, we could have done without the torrential downpour that hit us hard the last 15 minutes of the ride. But despite all the unexpected drama, it was great fun. The second day, other than more navigation problems (which made me very thankful that same knight bought a map online before the trip), we had a great ride on a different part of the trail system lined with lakes and beautiful homes. We rode almost 50 miles over the two mornings. The whole time I was wishing we had as many miles of trails here and the cooler summer weather to boot. I have never seen so many exercisers in one place before!
We had a great time with family. And it was, of course, wonderful to spend time with my son who flew in from college. Sometimes family dynamics and gatherings are drama laden, but sometimes they are just a wonderful coming-together filled with hugs and smiles and laughs and funny stories. This weekend was the latter and the warm fuzzies were worth the backsliding on the diet.
Now the time has come to get very, very serious about my eating. This is the perfect, no-excuses week: no traveling, and only a teenage house-guest coming on Saturday. I am going back to basics and simplicity and what I know works for me. This week (for my Summer Focus Challenge goal) I will go back on Phase 1 of The South Beach Diet to give myself some structure for getting the crap I have been eating out of my system. Piece of cake! (Or maybe I should say “piece of lean protein.”)