Ok, I feel better. 55 minutes on the bike, 16 miles. Mom called when I was a little over 14 miles, so I kept pedaling, and then for the last mile I went into cooldown mode. Pant, pant, pant. Buns of jello now...so I feel the biscuits losing their grip on my fat cells.
Weekend Transgressions: Granted, this isn't going to happen again- not to this extent. Saturday, breakfast & lunch on the road- 2 good choices for those. Dinner Saturday at Longhorn- appetizer, bread, chicken breast w/ mashed potatoes & cinnamon apples. Skipped breakfast Sunday (1/2 guilt, 1/2 no fricking room for it.) Lunch at PF Changs to introduce Mom to the amazing chinese food there. Good lunch- not off the deep end, but brown rice, and a larger portion of the garlic noodles than I should have touched.
Here's where we get into things...Sunday night my Dad decided he wanted the Pizzone thing from Pizza Hut. Ugh. Hubby & Dad had pizzones, Mom & I shared a medium cheese pizza. 4 slices of that was enough to make me very full, but all the carbs triggered something in my head. About an hour after dinner, I had a handful of Jelly Belly jellybeans while watching TV. Then, I paced in Mom's kitchen, because all that sugar did was trigger a different part of the food urges. Then, I wanted salty/savory. I had about 15 mini pretzel twists, and a glass of Crystal Light. Even after that, I voiced to hubby what was going on, and he caught me in the kitchen again, looking for something to quiet the stupid cravings. I was over-full, but there I was, looking for something else to eat! Cut that out, we went to bed instead.
This morning, up at 6, on the road at 6:30, hair appt is at 8- we get there 15 mins early, so hubby gets McD for breakfast- best choice available for me was Sausage McMuffin without egg. Had that, and 1 bite of his hash brown- just a teeeny piece off the corner. Hair done- now I'm stunning....

Back on the road at 10:30, and hubby got hungry. Stopped at Cracker Barrel for lunch. Southern cooking, homestyle. Lunch was 3 biscuits with a hint of butter, a grilled chicken tenderloin sandwich (grilled chicken, colby cheese melted on sourdough bread, that is grilled) and about 12 steak fries. Looking at that now on paper, it's not like eating an entire chocolate cake, but dang, it felt like it. String 3 days of food together like that, and I am just betting the scale is an angry, angry device tomorrow morning
Now, the guilt factor settled in quite quickly when I got home. I walked while at Mom's, but it was in & out of stores, stuff like that. Not exercise-speed walking, for any length of time. That's why as soon as hubby left for his appointment, I got on the bike. I thought 5 miles, then 10, and then figured I'd just ride until he came home, but nearly an hour, and then trying to talk and keep up that pace were enough. 16 miles is nothing to sneeze at.
Mom noticed the differences- she checked out some hollows where there weren't any before..found actual ankle bones, and I got to show off the new pants hubby had bought me 2 sizes smaller, which are now very loose in the thigh/leg area. Mom's proud of me. After being up my tush for how many years, and being the one to force me into buying the WATP tapes, I do it, and her set- only the 1 mile tape is unwrapped, and she's done it once.

Bad Mom! Good news, though, for her- she went to the Dr. this afternoon, and she's down 8 pounds since the end of the year since being more strict with her food, now that she's forced to watch carbs/sugar because of the diabeties.
Mom also gave me some of her Honey Brosia cream that she's used for ages- keeps her looking very young...told her about the burning, and she noticed the peeling skin, so I've now got a full pound jar of this stuff, and have it slathered on now, trying to soak it in. Get into my skin, cream!!!
I'm not even in the mood to think about food tonight. I'm not anywhere close to hungry, but I need to eat something later on, so that I'm not walking the floors looking for a problem in the middle of the night. Maybe just a Zone bar...or a snack portion of wheat thins & ff cheese & turkey pepperoni. Just a thought...gotta prepare so I'm not eating crap tonight- and tomorrow's stuff is already prepped and easy to toss together in the morning.
Time to go check out the changes to the journal side...I sure thought I was in the wrong place earlier!
I'll talk to you all later on, or tomorrow from work. Have a great evening, chickies! I'm so glad I'm home with my girls!
