100 Days

I’ve got to apologize for not writing anything last night. I wanted to write this grand entry describing the entire trip to Colorado Springs and everything I learned about myself and such, but I was too damn tired to do it. I am pretty tired tonight, as well, so we’re not going to get into it too much.

As for the diet, here is a rundown of what I ate this weekend off the top of my head: Two pasta dishes from restaurants, about six slices of pizza (Friday night, stone fucking drunk. I barely remember it), four bagels with cream cheese, a roast beef sandwich at the Rockies game, a grilled chicken pita from Pita Pit, a Taste of Italy Sub from Subway, a chicken and Portobello mushroom salad with bleu cheese dressing and about 25 beers.

And when it was all over, I decided that it was a pretty good weekend of eating healthy.

Why? Because I was smart. All that was over the course of three days. My main concern was not getting horrible stomach pains, and I did just fine. I only finished one out of three restaurant meals in one sitting. The others I took home for later. I split the Taste of Italy sub into two, eating the second half three hours after the first and at the Rockies’ game I got myself a light roast beef sandwich instead of the foot long brat my friend Kevin was complaining about all night. I only had one mild stomach pain, and that was from the pizza. I didn’t feel great Saturday morning, but I was able to move around. By the way, while stone fucking drunk Friday night, Kevin asked me what I wanted on the pizza. At first I said double cheese. But then I remembered what that would do to me. We settled on black olives. So even drunk, I am smart. By the way, I passed out at the bar about an hour before that.

I fell in love with Colorado Springs all over again this weekend. I lived there for three months a six years ago when I did my internship at USA Hockey (Odd fact, Kevin just got a job with USA Hockey and he has my old cubicle. Weird.) I didn’t really appreciate it then because I was under 21 for most of my stay. But after living in this town I am in now, I realized how lucky the people in Colorado Springs are. They get to walk outside every morning and see mountains bearing down on them from less than a mile away. The scenery is something only God could have planned. There are interesting people there and some decent bars. Basically, I want to move there. We’ll see if I can make it happen.

On Sunday Kevin and I went up into the mountains to look around. We found a trail about 8,000 feet up and decided to explore. I have read before about the effects of altitude on your system, but I didn’t really understand. Now I do. I guess I had never been up that high before, but just getting out of the car felt like playing 10 minutes of full court basketball. I wanted to stop as soon as my feet hit the rocks. Luckily, after about 20 minutes I adjusted and we had a grand old time.

In case you are wondering, I was back on the diet today. I worked out and did the elliptical for 40 minutes. I had 1,310 calories and 28.5 grams of fat.

So yeah, its not that hard.