A day off, and then back at it...

Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013

I gave myself a day off yesterday, exercise-wise. On purpose. It was kind of a strange day, anyway, and I will explain.  I did go to myfitnesspal and keep record of what I ate, but my pute decided to play games and wouldn't load anything last night (after dark, basically), so I didn't get to write anything for you guys to tell you about my weird day, so, here goes:

It all started -- well, a couple of weeks ago, when Corgan (my grandson) brought a paper with him for me (ME!) to fill out to come to Grandparent's Day for breakfast.  Why they had it so long after the real G-p's Day, I don't know, but there it was.  I filled out the paper, sent it back with him, and promptly forgot about it.  I got a text from his mom (my daughter-in-law) on Tuesday afternoon "Corgan says remind you to come down to spend the night tonight to go to breakfast with him in the morning."  Well.  Luckily, Ron got home from work BEFORE I went to my TOPS meeting, and I could talk to him and remind him and all that, and then I through some clothes, all my meds, etc., into a bag and went to Ripley after my meeting.  Fun, fun.

I didn't sleep well - surprise, right - because I am not used to their house-settling-down noises, but I did better than I expected.  7:00 certainly came quicker than I expected it to!  So, off to breakfast I went.  Now, anyone who knows me, knows that I do NOT eat breakfast.  My stomach does like anything entering it for a couple hours after I get up.  If I do eat something, it sits there like a rock.  I didn't expect any different this morning.
We got to this breakfast, and - believe it or not - when I SAW this breakfast, I almost puked.  And I HATE to puke!  I thought it was a corn dog (I even asked Corgan if that was what it was and he giggled at me), but it was a sausage link wrapped with a pancake on a stick.  It looked and smelled sickening, but all the kids all around me loved them!  Ugh.  I HAD to finish eating it, too.  How could I not?  How could I explain that to Corgan?  There was also a choice of fruit (watermelon, banana, or a fruit cup) and I chose a banana.  I also had a school-size orange juice and a chocolate milk (regular milk was 1% <shudder>).  After eating, I walked to Corgan's room with him, saw his locker, his desk, and his artwork on the hall wall, then I left.  As SOON as I got into the car, I dug the Tums out of my purse, hoping they would do their job by the time I got home, which is about half an hour.  My hopes were in vain.

I was so miserable when I got home, I went straight back to bed.  I laid there and read a bit, then went to sleep and slept for about three hours.  When I got up, I felt better, but still not great.  I got on the pute and got my games caught up.  I knew I had to eat some lunch, even though I didn't really want to, so I scrounged around the kitchen looking for something.  Finally, I settled on a serving of walnuts and took my time, chewing each one slowly and thoroughly.  I did feel better after eating them, which was great, but by then, I had decided that this was going to be a no-exercise day.  I did get off the pute and just sat in my recliner and read a little.

Around six, I decided that I had best have some "real" food for supper, not just a salad, so went looking for something to make.  I finally made a box of macaroni & cheese, and cubed up a can of Spam to put in it, along with a can of mushrooms, for a quasi-casserole (it was still in the saucepan).  It was pretty tasty, if I say so myself.
I got back on the pute, but it was playing its silly games, so I went to bed before 10.  I did read for a while, turning the light off around 12:30.


Today, I got up and went up to meet Lois to walk the Bethel Walk Path at 9.  I drank a glass of orange juice before leaving.  We made the walk in thirty-three minutes!  Thirty-three!  How about that!  We keep this up, we're gonna have to start going around twice...
When I got back home, I got on the pute, and hallelujah!, it behaved, so I got my games all caught up.  I ate my lunch around 1:30.  I had my favorite chicken salad and two servings of walnuts.   Then I pretty much just played on the pute all afternoon.  When Ron got home at quarter til 7, he just washed up, changed his shirt and we went over to the FeedMill in Felicity for supper.  He got the pork tenderloin dinner and I got the "cold plate."  That is a scoop of chicken salad and a scoop of tuna salad on a bed of lettuce.  For the third option (supposed to be cottage cheese, which I don't like) I chose a fruit cup.  I'm trying to work the fruit in there - it's a lot harder than it seems!
We got back home in time for kickoff of Thursday Night Football (home of the most idiotic announcers in the universe) and he promptly sat in his recliner and started watching TV through his eyelids, and I got back on the pute, as usual.

When I put my food for the day on myfitnesspal, I was over 400 calories short for the day!  How cool is that!?  I can sure use more days like that.

Needless to say, yesterday gets --oh, three stars for food (I was under on calories, but ... yuck for the start of the day) and zero for exercise.  Today gets five stars for food AND exercise - walking the mile and a quarter in thirty-three minutes - whoohoo!