Gary, that's a terrible story. I hope things go well for the boy and his family.
My weekend was as dastardly as anticipated. I can't even remember anymore all the horrible things I ate. Oh, yes I can. Too much pizza with too much wine on friday; too much cheese and too much good food and waaaaaayyyy too much wine at the dinner party on Saturday night; and then today, the hangover breakfast meeting that involved my eating hash browns, eggs, bacon AND a biscuit with gravy. Ouch! Usually I don't fuss too much about overdoing it on the weekends, because most of the time I eat really healthily, but I think I might have over-over-done it this time. I shall be in penance for the rest of the week, eating extremely moderately and carving out a 200 calorie daily deficit. We're having nicoise salad with seared ahi for dinner tonight: that's a start.
Despite this morning's hangover, bf and I did a 15 mile bike ride this morning, which should have been lovely and rejuvenating, but instead was horrible and torturous: a ghastly, ghastly headwind that made riding up the many hills the most miserable experience (especially with the hangover). I think the horrible bike ride combined with the hangover lead, in part, to the breakfast excess.
Ah well.
I hope everyone had a MUCH more OP weekend than I. And let's all hope that I haven't gained 5 pounds this weekend.
Ennay, what does 'into taper' mean?
Susan, anyone who buys Christmas presents in September deserves a medal. I usually forget about Christmas altogether until the last possible second, and wind up having to pay for expedited shipping for everything I need to buy.