Whitney's Trip to San Antonio

I'm Sorry!

I feel so dirty for the way I ate on Friday and Saturday. After a fantastic workout with Leah at the Rec (aside from her hounding me to go the whole time), I came home and headed out to visit my skinny, healthy pretty friend and her skinny,healthy pretty boyfriend. I thought they'd be such great influences but no. They took us out for dinner at Las Polapas, which is the best Mexican restaurant I know if in San Antonio. C'mon, who can say no to a puffy taco? I got chicken fajita nachos, snacked on chips, drank a margarita and split a puffy taco with Allie. Oh my Gosh! What was I thinking? That is NOT how someone in a weight-loss contest should eat. Then Saturday we went out to eat again and I ate a turkey melt on white bread. I didn't have my side order and I avoided ice cream at the movie theater after that. But when Brian and I got home I had a chalupa, then later that night I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. It was like I was on auto pilot. But the food just tasted so great! Especially after a week of munching like a rabbit and running every day.

To make matters worse, I didn't exercise at all on Saturday. It was gray and nasty outside, the rec was closed, Brian was still stiff from his last work out and it was double the points week on XBox Live. So I used everything I could as an excuse and lay around till bed time. Notice I didn't blog or get on Spark People. If you have not seen a post for a few days, it may be because I fell of the band wagon and I'm sprinting to catch up (or avoiding catching up).

Leah had set back time to, so in extreme remorse, we tried to go to the rec this morning. She promised to work out for longer this time. When we got there it was still closed. I think it opens later on Sundays for some reason. We really need to find out the official schedule. So we decided to go to the track around the campus activities soccer course. We also decided that because we were so terrible this weekend, we needed a super-long, cleansing run. I jogged consistently for 17 laps (4 and 1/2 laps = 1 mile). That's right! 4 miles. And I only stopped to hover over the water fountain after each mile for a second before I took off again. It was such a beautiful "You can do it" day. We were lucky. Then I did about 150 crunches while Leah told me her roommate stories.

Then we went for a Rollerblade/bike ride for about 2 miles in my neighborhood so the dogs could get a work out, too. Leah crashed and burned her leg BAD when Charlie tried to catch up with Cap and Pais. It was so ugly, like those old days strawberries we used to get from sliding in softball. Poor Leah.

All in all, today was a good get back with it day. I'm glad I have my Mom and seester to push me when I wont push myself.e Make it a good week!