Tuesday Monday

Back at work means back on track. It’s much easier to plan my meals and snacks when I’m working. There’s breakfast to eat either at home or on the go and then I just pack my lunch and my two or three snacks. I don’t always eat everything I bring with me, but at least I know I have healthy stuff within reach. I’m less likely to succumb to the evil, expensive, and not very tasty cafeteria when I am prepared.

Not that the vending machine doesn’t call to me. It still does. And one or two times a week I will feed it a dollar and punch 110 into the keypad. A lovely bag of Baked Ruffles – Sour Cream and Cheddar flavor – will then drop for my enjoyment. It soothes my desire for artificial orange cheese powder.

Happily, I managed to still lose a pound this past week, putting me at 18 pounds down and meeting my first goal, whatever that was. My next goal is 25 lbs by August 1st. That will allow me to sit comfortably in the seats at Pine Knob for the concert and will banish any problems I might have on vacation later that month.

Yesterday I ate light all day, knowing we had planned to grill burgers. I enjoyed my one burger. (Not two or a burger and a dog; just a burger.) I enjoyed my one helping of roasted redskin potatoes and pasta salad. (But seriously! The calories in that pasta salad are not worth it. I’ll have to come up with something better.) I enjoyed time with my family. And went I wanted something else; something sweet, I took a brisk walk up to the Custard Corner and had some ice cream.

I love having the Custard Corner near us. First, it’s a mile walk from my house, two miles round trip, so that makes the trip guilt free. Second, they serve this thing called Skinny Dip (?) that has 10 calories per ounce. I found out last night that they will use it to make a “Flurrie” so there’s not even any feeling of deprivation. (Frozen custard is way too rich for my lactose intolerant self anyway.)

And today was Tuesday, which is boy’s guitar lesson day. I always drive him, which gives us one-on-one time to talk. (For 20 minutes, anyway, but he seems to open up more on these trips.) When the weather is cooperative, I take the dog and we go one one of two or three mile-plus loops while the boy has his lesson.

They have sidewalks, which is something we don’t have, and can someone please explain why it seems easier to walk farther distances if there are sidewalks? Is it the blocks? Is it just that I’m bored with my neighborhood? Cause hiking never poses a problem either.

Anyway, feeling better. Feeling on track. Making more plans for the summer. Connecting with friends. And tomorrow is Wednesday, which means the week that just started is half over. Yippee!