Except for the dip.
YOU HEARD ME! Hi! I'm Anna and apparently when you mix a brick of cream cheese with taco seasoning and then top it with cheese, tomato, lettuce, and olives... I can't stop eating it. Like, I would stop and realize I was licking my fingers even though I swear I don't remember ever taking a chip to that dip. Super-salty taco dip equals major bloat. MAJOR. I woke up on Friday morning an weighed EIGHT pounds more than I did on Thursday morning. It made me want to vomit. So I've been eating as clean as possible since then, avoiding salt and gluten, and am almost down to pre-turkey day weight except for a reasonable 1.5 pounds that I can feel as a squishy fluid all around my waist. So no weigh in for me this week. I'll just be happy to lose this bloat.
But I'm a self hater. I made naan tonight.
Delicious flatbread, grilled outside, a touch of char to the edge, but super soft none the less. I totally ate like four of them. So yeah, I'll be squishier tomorrow morning. I can feel the itching beginning already. Guess what? SO worth it.
In other news: I've decided to start working towards item #1 on my 101 things in 1001 days list. I've started working on a few (including learning a piano piece by heart, new soup creations, and smiling at babies) but the first goal I wrote down was "Run a 5k for time". I don't just want to complete the run, I want to race! I'm starting the Couch to 5K program again as soon as finals are done and this time I'm going to really work on my weakness. Pace. I haven't been able to develop a good rhythm that doesn't have me blowing the majority of my energy before the second leg of the race. So I'm working on it. I wish I had someone to run with to help with this. I'm too intimidated to hang out with the local running club. Maybe I'll feel legit enough post-5K-race.