>Well, it took until February, but winter decided to show his pale face in Houston finally. After a week of 75 degree (!) weather in Houston–in January–we finally hit below freezing this year. I’m weird in that I love cold temperatures. In fact, as it was plummeting yesterday, I stood outside and just inhaled the goodness (in retrospect, inhaling deeply in Houston is NEVER a good idea. I may die from that.) and felt my spirit lifted. Cold is good.
This morning it was 22 with a wind chill of 8, so all of us are moving pretty slowly. I even have some lazy students that refuse to come to school because its “too cold.” Spoiled.
Breakfast–Once again, Cherry Vanilla granola. I just don’t get up early enough to eat anything else. I should probably work on that…but it works for me.
Mid-morning snack–Fiber One bar. Trying to undo the damage of the Whataburger run.
Lunch–Green beans and a sweet potato, with some salad on the side. Usually this is my favorite lunch day, but the pork looked sketchy and a long discussion on the Trinitarian nature of God threw off my feng shui. Also, I exploded my sweet potato all over my shirt because it somehow popped like a grape. Stupid delicious potato.
Exercise–Ran for 15 minutes, lifted weights (I’m trying to make myself look fit by smoke and mirrors) and biked for a bit, then because it was so cold, we ran back to the apartment.
Dinner–Leftover spring rolls and Mandarin Kung Pao vegetables, with some blueberry yogurt just for kicks. I think I’m a fan of yogurt, which should be good as long as I behave and don’t eat it all the time.
Dessert–Half of a brownie with Abby. It was good, and its no longer taunting me, sitting on the counter.
All in all, a good day I think. The scale didn’t reflect that, but then again, I didn’t drink as much water as I should have, so I think my equilibrium is thrown off. We’ll see how I measure up on Thursday.