Sunshine + 70 degrees + bike = happy girl

I just finished the perfect bike ride. The weather is spectacular, slight breeze, 70 degrees, not a cloud in the sky. It was on my normal trail, which is only ten miles round-trip, with several good hills, but it was just a gorgeous ride today. I stopped in at the gym for a 45-minute upper body strength workout, then I rode home.<br /><br />I can't believe how much the trail has changed in just two weeks since my last ride. Daisies, peonies, sweet peas, Dianthus, lavender, and roses all growing wild and all were all in bloom along the trail. I didn't take many pictures since I was sort of in a hurry, trying to keep my heart rate up. <br /><br />At one point when I was trying to keep up with a couple of skinny guys on bikes, both wearing identical racing gear (like they were a team), the bikes had skinny tires like racing bikes. As I was pedaling my heart out to keep up with them my heart rate was at 161 (my resting pulse is 50, so 161 is high for me). They passed me going up a steep hill but then I caught up to them and stayed behind them for about three miles until I decided to back off. I didn't want them to think I was stalking them or something, and it was wearing me out!<br />Two hours and fifteen minutes, bike ride and gym, I burned 700 calories according to my Polar F6. I can't imagine an easier or more fun way to burn calories. <br /><br />When I got home I grabbed a bowl of cherries out of the fridge. I counted out 35 cherries and enjoyed them, savoring each sweet, icy cold cherry, for 3.5 Points. So good! I can still eat fruit, I just have to count the Points. <br /><br />I feel so much better after my bike ride. I'm still a little upset by the six-pound gain, but I know I can pull it off quickly. It's not here to stay. <br /><br />Vacation next week at my sister's house won't be a foodfest either. My sister is notorious for not eating. She's always eaten like a bird, but since my brother-in-law (her husband) passed away last fall she's lost all interest in food. She even asked me yesterday what she should buy for me to eat, I told her I'd just eat whatever she eat. That's a guaranteed weight loss right there.<br /><br />I've decided I'm here to stay in blogland. I had thoughts this past week to stop reading blogs and stop writing. It seems that lately a lot of people are abandoning their blogs. Sort of sad. I really believe my blog has helped me stay on track for three years. Even if no one reads it and even if it doesn't really help anyone, it helps me. Therefore, I'm here to stay.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Peonies there were growing wild along my bike trail, right among the blackberry bushes. Check out the sky. Remember, this is Seattle. Land of the eternal monsoon season. Summer is finally here and it took it's sweet time getting here!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefCSEQnQiEnfgMrjwtJtEt3o1shpmEFFO8ZzxYj0pffBrnFgNCsjiYUCyxuxW0C0Xk0DyS47wR9YI0Q5dzeuqNVugdbDQff18BR7MlWx8Tp2FM6r57ggFdflTmk5d66XLHDxbHgQxVAJt/s1600/Peonies+and+green+blackberries.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefCSEQnQiEnfgMrjwtJtEt3o1shpmEFFO8ZzxYj0pffBrnFgNCsjiYUCyxuxW0C0Xk0DyS47wR9YI0Q5dzeuqNVugdbDQff18BR7MlWx8Tp2FM6r57ggFdflTmk5d66XLHDxbHgQxVAJt/s400/Peonies+and+green+blackberries.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Some sort of flower, growing wild.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKIzFhQ2u5Lz1qhcxO6RF_a5qJZ03KwZkzF-x8rJIyb9suG1_0lKNzWqNnqBr0L3dhWlw0vpxyqXxHnzO4YncAHKBbxWbhr1SNFAtBj4IVSv8GmOEeLlPJusM-inTEN2bWty6fH_HN-89/s1600/flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwKIzFhQ2u5Lz1qhcxO6RF_a5qJZ03KwZkzF-x8rJIyb9suG1_0lKNzWqNnqBr0L3dhWlw0vpxyqXxHnzO4YncAHKBbxWbhr1SNFAtBj4IVSv8GmOEeLlPJusM-inTEN2bWty6fH_HN-89/s400/flower.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A picture my husband took at the Gorge last weekend. It looks better than the ones I took.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1g2h1mEUxWVm9sAVtkbm7ui7jxkcxjRKVEcyMRe6zhzzl3jlUD1i4KVwYfhbb7bKsC3H5R1e19lwqDlCMUbZRNfLxcVxXantSGV6gqcey0FgoppCEp8P9Ky6kNDIwMmmGzv_4gD9NellQ/s1600/Gorge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1g2h1mEUxWVm9sAVtkbm7ui7jxkcxjRKVEcyMRe6zhzzl3jlUD1i4KVwYfhbb7bKsC3H5R1e19lwqDlCMUbZRNfLxcVxXantSGV6gqcey0FgoppCEp8P9Ky6kNDIwMmmGzv_4gD9NellQ/s400/Gorge.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>

Sunshine + 70 degrees + bike = happy girl

I just finished the perfect bike ride. The weather is spectacular, slight breeze, 70 degrees, not a cloud in the sky. It was on my normal tr...

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Danger, Will Robinson!

“Danger, Will Robinson!” is a catch phrase from the 1960s’ American television series Lost in Space spoken by voice actor Dick Tufeld. The Robot, acting as a surrogate guardian, says this to young Will Robinson when the boy is unaware of an impending threat. In everyday use, the phrase warns someone that they are about to make a mistake or that they are overlooking something.<br /><br />I'm not about to make a mistake, I already made it. I stepped on the scales this morning, the first time in three weeks. Talk about burying my head in the sand. I was sort of pretending if I didn't know how much I weighed then it must be okay. It's not okay. I weigh 168.2, up six pounds from three weeks ago. <br /><br />My downfall has been fresh fruit. Yes, you can gain weight from eating too much fruit. I love fruit and had been limiting myself to two to three servings a day. Then summer came, with cherries (Vans and Rainiers), nectarines, raspberry pluots, peaches, blueberries, raspberries, watermelon, and piel de sapo (like a honeydew melon but better) all came into season at the same time. <br /><br />I've been like a kid in a candy store. I love them all and have been eating large amounts of fruit these last few weeks. I completely stopped counting Points. I was using the logic that since it's just fruit and it's only in season for a few months, I should eat as much as I want because it'll be out of season soon.<br /><br />That line of thinking has led me to a six-pound gain. Even though my eating is healthy, fresh fruits and vegetables, chicken and fish, very little processed foods (I'm still eating Frantz whole wheat sandwich thins - I just can't give them up), I still gained weight. Basically, a calorie is a calorie, whether it's sugar cookies or a pound of cherries. Too many calories will lead to a weight gain. This isn't any big revelation, but it just amazes me the crazy logic I can use to allow myself to overindulge. <br /><br />Today I'm back to counting Points and limiting my fruit intake. It brings a tear to my eye, but it's just the way it has to be. I can't eat with abandon, even if it is "just" fruit. <br /><br /><strong>The exercise</strong><br />I'm still going to the gym, doing one to one and a half hour workouts. I'm just not loving it too much these days. I'm doing it more because I have to than because I want to. I've added the treadmill back into my routine and have been doing a little bit of jogging along with 4mph walking. My knees have been holding up well and haven't hurt at all. I'm mainly doing it just to do something different. I'm bored.<br /><br />Strength training is still my favorite part of working out. I sort of hate cardio and only do it because it's required. My cardio routine is a minimum of 35 minutes, yesterday it was 53 minutes of treadmill, elliptical and crosstrainer (I was really bored so did different cardio equipment for 15 to 20 minutes each). My StairMaster is still broken which makes me sad. I love it, but it's been broken for about six weeks. I suspect it's not repairable. <br /><br />I completed the workout with a 45-minute strength training, lower body. Also not my favorite. Working out my quads, glutes, hamstrings hurts the most. Upper body workouts seem easier and more "fun". Again, I do it because I have to.<br /><br />Biking outside has been put on hold for now. The temps here have been running in the high 80's and low 90's. Too hot for a bike ride. <br /><br /><strong>The Lilith Fair</strong><br />I suppose I should mention last weekend's trip to The Gorge at George. It was okay. The day was perfect, 80 degrees, sunshine. The scenery at the Gorge is beautiful. The music was good, especially Sheryl Crow, Sugarland and Sarah McLachlan. <br /><br />Sitting on a 45-degree grassy knoll on a blanket with girls making out in front of us got kind of old after about six hours (we were there eight hours), not fun. Plus our blanket kept sliding down the hill. If I ever go again I'm taking stakes and pounding them into the corner of the blanket. About every hour we'd slide down a foot and have to pull the blanket back up.<br /><br />The place was packed with hundreds of people. They weren't all lesbians, I'd say about 1/3 were straight women, 1/3 were lesbians, and 1/3 were guy/girl couples. It was interesting. :)<br /><br />A beer was $9. I walked around and looked at all the food. It was typical fair food. Elephant ears, a Margarita line that was never less than 30 people in line, hamburgers, gyros, philly steak standwiches. Honestly, none of it appealed to me. We had a cooler full of healthy food and we each had one beer. I didn't feel deprived, nor was there really anything there I wanted to eat. One thing I noticed, almost every person I saw carrying around an elephant ear (deep-fried dough covered with sugwas ar and cinnamon), was very overweight. That alone made them less than desirable.<br /><br />At about 9pm the sun went down and the wind started blowing. Even though I was wrapped in a blanket I thought I was going to freeze to death. It had gone from 80 degrees to proably about 55 degrees with wind. Not fun. We left in the middle of Sarah singing because it was so cold. Walking to our car about a mile away we could hear her beautiful singing. That woman has the most incredible voice. <br /><br />Even though it was kind of fun, it was a long day. When we got to our hotel in the little town of Ephrata at 11pm and it was closed. The owner finally showed up at 11:30pm and gave us our key to the room, which turned out to be one of the nastiest hotels I've ever stayed in. In my youth I stayed in a lot of fleabag hotels during my travels. This one ranked right down there with the lowest of the low. It was old, dirty and I suspect that our room had been used as a meth lab at one time. Not exactly a romantic getaway. <br /><br /><strong>Vacation</strong><br />Sorry this whole post is kind of a downer. On a more positive note I have a two-week vacation starting this Thursday and I'll be heading to Fairbanks (husband staying home). I'm really looking forward to seeing my sister and her family and my brother. My brother has a big adventure planned for me, taking out to the middle of no where on his new track vehicle he just bought. I just look at it as any day away from work is a good day. :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The Gorge, general admission. The grass was nice, but too far from the stage.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7H5YeRe-AcL4Vu1aHJO9sqPoFRxXmfbB4eYRkn201I05Fx9AYAHsddQ7Durbda8x92ydL-YgIg-ooFOChRsIcTss_QF93ucaSExhtjNtJ7_22lxy7UF6kKVr20CBjFrAljS31Cgxvlse/s1600/Gorge+view2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe7H5YeRe-AcL4Vu1aHJO9sqPoFRxXmfbB4eYRkn201I05Fx9AYAHsddQ7Durbda8x92ydL-YgIg-ooFOChRsIcTss_QF93ucaSExhtjNtJ7_22lxy7UF6kKVr20CBjFrAljS31Cgxvlse/s400/Gorge+view2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The sky at The Gorge. I was fascinated by the sun because I had seen it for months in Western Washington. Of course, last week made up for it with temps in the 90's.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNrbIq8EGH9aG_5_iHFZMvDqpbTqv2S7Uhkpd8DgU8J1VThMtNdja76eGXzOr3bzD9ztwT11l5zm4WmL09S5uT_Lxj7moPsK7yTLEhG6uI4vBLGrS7PsrjODPjTPxK6orccjGLGkkRoQ_v/s1600/Sun+Gorge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNrbIq8EGH9aG_5_iHFZMvDqpbTqv2S7Uhkpd8DgU8J1VThMtNdja76eGXzOr3bzD9ztwT11l5zm4WmL09S5uT_Lxj7moPsK7yTLEhG6uI4vBLGrS7PsrjODPjTPxK6orccjGLGkkRoQ_v/s400/Sun+Gorge.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me with the wind in my hair</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPShONVNAkXllW-ECOCsM5HOxk2wS0R3AG_uzWYivvMrkfvyNTr6VTzR1Ih2fK0xaAr2ugFBsURApHfgLlwvg0s_Skel1jqsM1j7NCyvMLkVFDKpi5ReYImwzz-PJU2qTxDCun9V7gipEk/s1600/Me+at+Dry+Falls+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPShONVNAkXllW-ECOCsM5HOxk2wS0R3AG_uzWYivvMrkfvyNTr6VTzR1Ih2fK0xaAr2ugFBsURApHfgLlwvg0s_Skel1jqsM1j7NCyvMLkVFDKpi5ReYImwzz-PJU2qTxDCun9V7gipEk/s400/Me+at+Dry+Falls+2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Dry Falls (somewhere in Eastern Washington)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJs4msLxV8DCBzkA3AYh4ShD1V8hKXYVt98yipEMzKSdQnBeMDM5m8rAgjg-eSUHfnL91_iOgSOFUi84GC-3vny34LnkhcdS4YjLZKKu4TC4_b02Epir5TQrgr6UG11dpC5yxdRlPlUn_6/s1600/Dry+Falls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJs4msLxV8DCBzkA3AYh4ShD1V8hKXYVt98yipEMzKSdQnBeMDM5m8rAgjg-eSUHfnL91_iOgSOFUi84GC-3vny34LnkhcdS4YjLZKKu4TC4_b02Epir5TQrgr6UG11dpC5yxdRlPlUn_6/s400/Dry+Falls.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jack and me at Grand Coulee Dam</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCq-reN4hronRZI7b06jty7hU4J_TqnpugFHBLevoyesYH6IMC0ACLA6hVPvtsOEF9TyRoaNdVxbztSJnjR4AlW3GiuZT_oY96ycRrRP8iITxN50DSwkZu-kuQQP7uI6DReGXdwmgzpphy/s1600/Jack+and+Diana+at+Grand+Coulee+Dam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCq-reN4hronRZI7b06jty7hU4J_TqnpugFHBLevoyesYH6IMC0ACLA6hVPvtsOEF9TyRoaNdVxbztSJnjR4AlW3GiuZT_oY96ycRrRP8iITxN50DSwkZu-kuQQP7uI6DReGXdwmgzpphy/s400/Jack+and+Diana+at+Grand+Coulee+Dam.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>

Danger, Will Robinson!

“Danger, Will Robinson!” is a catch phrase from the 1960s’ American television series Lost in Space spoken by voice actor Dick Tufeld. The R...

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Sunny Saturday

<p>Happy weekend everyone!!</p> <p>If you follow me on twitter you may have noticed an early morning tweet. That’s right, 6am on a Saturday Kyle and I got up and hit the road for a workout!<img alt="image" border="0" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUexIdoJFN4eR9c68kAAgQ1pkpa2oipfAoSp_bYp_eLUzLYzLj7zFVC5Z6o7gcuue3P0Vvkc_5uSLNhvrGTHQzEUL5cwOWR_QnBTUTdMz8FUOKDJ2UFtxYEwDsYs0ya7dQ8r0WMnkMrQh1/?imgmax=800" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" title="image" width="404" /> </p> <p>Kyle ran first and I biked with him. We decided to do this because he wants to train a faster pace, but this way we can still <strong>workout together</strong>. Around mile 5 he got a bad pain in his knee and so I ran. I got in<strong> 3.33 miles</strong> in <strong>39 minutes</strong>. I took a few walk breaks because my legs were really tight & heavy. I’m guessing it because of the <strong>45 minute bike ride</strong> I had before my run!</p> <p>After our workout I had a new “try” for breakfast, wild blueberry muffin oatmeal! My friend <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/03/guest-post-2-jenna.html">Jenna</a> had told me about this and I couldn’t wait to try it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIhwKdkns8rhbj2GK2j7NvZFxTTmxlCnOCny6E006Dg4B1hvclsf-r_S5TeuoF0JdpYt9IKnpAqHKmk5gmdX75X_vpL0AQdYBO4HqcwSotZ1wrEQI7bejyfRDC4OVXkWpRypBRdjWtKNR/s1600-h/DSC07841%5B6%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC07841" border="0" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkem8aEWT8OT5FNQ-knuS81r4tcXsuEBFp29I0SQTfjemSwylB29gKnQfdmmjXWrTbPjbnCdvHhPlhLesBUyVKTIdAoNJLvRyApnp5ZCbMH3VrvYYJafFzmqBOl1gUWgPrvorlzO7hLury/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07841" width="279" /></a></p> <p>It worked out perfect because <strong>blueberries</strong> were <strong><u>on sale</u></strong>, so I added <strong>1/4c</strong> to my oatmeal for a total of a <strong>2 point</strong> breakfast. Oh and I loved the oatmeal, not only did it totally smell like blueberry muffins just came out of the oven, but it also had that taste too!<u><font color="#c94093"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcvkGAWkxhYD-u-w0ILRtx2h03NsJF0GsIH6Ttkwn7EFbdhPALu6AI4DM_oGZz4PtYRoTgXNLQN4Iu9poBYfjpvU4H18RXmbrbC8-WP0xyZZ_YWAJb1tJrXqSJmZxDk9vUakGVDGbIEF1o/s1600-h/DSC07842%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC07842" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4xl4Cb63lGh2oS8NMzsEEyujpV3uwG-rtuAe3uTqNwqyQfZyiV-JymW3GenrKjrMRowo86lzrtuIiD_u85XRKerd0JrHvGyqXdIkRxrgqVVgyfEhWfDgnEhg4FjRvymxr48wAytZFzV_/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07842" width="404" /></a></font></u></p> <p>It was sunny and 88 degrees so the rest of the day was spent at the pool! My sister did have a quick dress fitting we had to do on the way. I snacked on an <strong>apple</strong> for <strong>1 point</strong> while the girls were doing their thing!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDH0ApuHqe-jJT553sXGBOdohQijgPuubuvlVhYyEvemzGkGEn5UPGs_jg-_hooYIEAe9ap8JvQQ4tWvTYMb0dTFFnYNdal0X95OhAEM8kZBxe9_IS6Beph3HdDxxfLDekWgwKSAfOQ1n/s1600-h/DSC07843%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC07843" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj2HUW7JWTWBwONjAQdD3vyekE46Kugvzyp8f0UEAJSnvnop17HblgF1-5BY39w3aPFx_1VeaCcnisn3KY-L8S5oXGHgnG11FNUtBZyJ3Ae3Ok-pliaTMBs-2UKE6NDWY2g31zeK4IfpFQ/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07843" width="404" /></a></p> <p>Then I had some fun in Claire’s! :p Don’t worry I didn’t buy the spectacles! <img alt="DSC07844" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8WshzUw_4rcWsxOmsI8hObeJ8RscJNyzaqriwbA22sgBAlMDlHKgdrDSdCNKFKavoNxEvpV_pSWNWAmu3fl-lQz_CA8aamOdHNhnwvOpi8RYyzdJhPpnSXSrjKf8FetagrGRu_DX10gh/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07844" width="404" /></p> <p>We ended up spending more time than we thought with the dress fitting and it was already around noon so we stopped for something to tide us over while we were at the pool. <em>Gas stations are not ww</em> friendly, but I did find this <strong>bar</strong> for only<strong> 3 points</strong>. It was pretty good!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQSnexwRqV6dbzDVG_TpUGri2AcNgdi9nQ9WfjBzTpCZy1JkAIv2UTfodRcXrw9yHuCk08SeSIP-6I6J_unC6eCnL8vhkksFzjQh7A3bNG4VjaSCBsycMrdHGrFN63kWlb4862MOaL0_NJ/s1600-h/DSC07845%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC07845" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN7ehxkFXNLBhKJ7iSWo2rZAEpetH4lMuyg8SaBsYi0n5IedRCMQJoOg7n0KhRRAJbYCs4ilUINCqk-V0YSVpduyrr3R9ZlrlfAkheQFXyEoNU-MGiGHm24LNGvbtLyITA_wFICLIm3aU5/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07845" width="404" /></a></p> <p>Wendi and I spent the rest of the afternoon lounging at my cousin’s pool! It was <strong><u>wonderful</u></strong>!</p> <p>After our pool time we came home and got ready to go out with another one of my sister’s and some friends for some <strong>mexican</strong>!!! <img alt="DSC07850" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKTID5B4mVHrs1llqSG_ljXlZsysK3WF65overhmCnfvfvV0AwZOwXXPuizktWGY7GtsAY4ayW3Qu6KW3-l6tiNJOZmUwwi1z6nkVNQ9RVcyWpqjlGx42YNtBF50mSUP0sjn5aQXoHxEi/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07850" width="404" /></p> <p>I went with <strong>chicken fajitas</strong>, but <strong>split</strong> them with my sister! So I ended up making <strong>2</strong> and my estimate after checking nutrition facts online was <strong>7 points</strong> (estimating high). <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jSRks43iAhCsQ73vdqZ_pvtfnZfO7fKWb0PVwEOV0B9KxATcEL4mVeNjQcA3uFrXFtrvWAGrchY68k1bqNsqZVuvpMaMRe7EUjuCO_B7wJCTKdl3Tf6S7q7TpQS5zqHcnTT6lYfoZTZG/s1600-h/DSC07848%5B3%5D.jpg"><img alt="DSC07848" border="0" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinCbaHXFBZoawA_Yj7WZrHr6RDiXUTnNsgWYUc31nCbnq_hzuJwLzo5zShShOBxCosNo31e7ljpHkfA9aYrEBSqZpS9ilNj2-NVGSLxMlwzR4P35R27XWLkOylpQVbH1xp6Zp7Hshsuc6G/?imgmax=800" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" title="DSC07848" width="404" /></a></p> <p>But before our main course I did have those awesome <strong>chips & salsa</strong> that are always at Mexican restaurants. I tried to keep count of how many chips I had, but I lost track! I am going to estimate that I had <strong>2 servings</strong> for <strong>6 points</strong>.    </p> <p>Wendi & I called it a night and came home to lounge on the couch w/Kyle. We ended up watching an intense movie, Law Abiding Citizen. I had a pretty similar <strong>ice cream sundae</strong> as <a href="http://weightloss-stories.blogspot.com/2010/07/feelin-better-friday.html">last night</a> while watching the movie except I added a few <strong>animal crackers</strong> for a total of <strong>5 points</strong>. </p> <p><strong>SATURDAY’S STATS</strong></p> <p>POINTS = 24/23 <br />WEEKLY ALLOWANCE POINTS = 1 used/34 remaining <br />ACTIVITY POINTS EARNED = 6 today/17 week <br />WATER =  136 oz <br />EXERCISE = 39 min run & 45 bike ride</p>

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Happy weekend everyone!! If you follow me on twitter you may have noticed an early morning tweet. That’s right, 6am on a Saturday Kyle and...

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Planning de la semaine du 12 au 16 juillet 2010

<BR><br /><h2><strong><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 113%;color:#005c9b;" >Permanences<br /></span></strong></h2><ul><br /><li>Le <strong>Conseil Général du Loiret</strong> sera présent dans les locaux de la Maison de l'Emploi du bassin d'Orléans<br />- le lundi 12 juillet de 9h à 12h30,<br />- le mardi 13 juillet de 9h à 12h30 et de 13h30 à 17h,<br />- le jeudi 15 juillet de 13h30 à 17h,<br />- le vendredi 16 juillet de 13h30 à 17h.<br /><br /><li><strong><a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2007/11/boutique-de-gestion.html">Boutique de Gestion</a></strong> - vendredi 16 juillet de 09h à 12h30 (sur rendez-vous)</ul><br /><h2><strong><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 113%;color:#005c9b;" >Ateliers</span></strong><br /></h2><br /><ul><li><strong>CV</strong> - mardi 13 juillet de 9h à 12h30<br /><br /><li><strong>Lettre de Motivation</strong> - mardi 13 juillet de 13h30 à 17h<br /><br /><li><strong>Pôle-emploi.fr</strong> - vendredi 16 juillet de 10h à 11h30<br /><br /><li><strong><a href="http://news-these-days.blogspot.com/2009/07/atelier-situtilises-tu-trouves.html">Sit'Utilises tu trouves</a></strong> - vendredi 16 juillet de 14h à 16h</ul>

Planning de la semaine du 12 au 16 juillet 2010

Permanences Le Conseil Général du Loiret sera présent dans les locaux de la Maison de l'Emploi du bassin d'Orléans - le lundi 12 ju...

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