Okay so I already wrote this and then my internet decided to be a BUTT and disconnect as it was posting. LAME. But I'll try it again.
Ok, so my Easter was pretty amazing and I hope y'all's were too, and if you don't celebrate it, I hope you had an excellent Sunday!!
Food-wise it was awesome, I consumed only 1647 cals (I'm shooting for the 1500 range), so it wasn't so bad!!
All right now about my best cardio ever... haha. But to introduce the subject, I will tell you all about my first experience with culture shock. When I was about 6 or 7 and in daycare, we were going on a field trip to a park to have an Easter egg hunt. Yay! So we went, and each kid got their egg... and I was completely perplexed to see everyone peeling the shells off of the eggs and eating them! "Why aren't we throwing these eggs at each other??" I wondered. My entire life, Easter egg hunts involved cascarones, NOT hard-boiled eggs!
For those who don't know, a cascaron is an eggshell filled with confetti, and there is usually a small piece of tissue paper glued on the opening to keep it sealed. Then, after youve gathered as many eggs as you can from the egg hunt, you throw them at each other! They are, in essence, little egg grenades! What fun! So after you scramble around to grab as many eggs as you can (of course leaving some of the easy to grab ones for the little kids), you turn around and unload your ammo on your unsuspecting friends and relatives!
Before this Easter, I was not as aware of the food going into my mouth nor was I as aware about the amout of activity and exercise that my body was getting from various activities. In fact, it wasn't until after we'd run out of eggs and we were all standing around breathless that I realized that it was quite a workout! I even joked with my mom that I was going to write it in my exercise journal: "Cascaron Battle...... 45 minutes. "
Anyway, I just wanted to share that little piece of unsuspected exercise and bit of my culture with all of my friends here at 3FC.
I hope you all enjoyed it.