No, actually I'm not really at a spa, I'm away at a conference. Being on my own for a week seemed like a good time to try to get back to more healthy eating, and I've actually been doing pretty well. I have been taking every opportunity to get in some vegetables -- even tonight at a pizza place, I ordered an antipasto platter that was mostly veggies -- because I thought the conference food would be mostly junky. Though lunch today was pretty healthy, only at a conference do you have pastries for breakfast, dessert at lunch, and then more dessert-type foods at the break. Now that I'm not the one running the conference, though, I feel less temptation to recharge myself by overindulging on brownies and coffee. That's not to say I didn't have a brownie, but I kept it to one. Small victories.
It would be nice to arrive at home minus a couple of the pounds that have been hanging around since the triathlon. Something about that race combined with the usual hormonal roller coaster had me all messed up. Weird. I figure it's better to focus on getting my behavior right and believe that long-term, that will make a difference in the number on the scale.
I had planned to get up this morning and go swim, but I turned off my alarm instead of hitting snooze, and the next thing I knew, it was the time I had said I'd meet a friend at breakfast. I think I needed the sleep, though. Even Jillian Michaels says you should take at least one day off a week from exercise. I don't tend to take a day completely off but instead, do an easier day. Today's "workout" turned out to be walking a couple of miles to find dinner. We took a cab because it was dark and my feet are hurting. It's been a long day and I'm ready for bed. At least I don't seem to be having any trouble sleeping.