Well it's Sunday afternoon and we're home! It's always nice to get away, it makes you appreciate your own home much more...
Well the question you're all dying to have answered, 'Did she stick to the 1200 cals??'
Well.... Yes, yes I did.. kind of... I made sure to pack all foods that
were low cal for breakfast and lunch and as we were fishing a lot I
didn't snack (who wants to touch food with gross fish hands?)
Dinners were tough, the plan was to catch enough fish (or buy them if we
couldn't) then bbq the catch and have salads... but all best plans are
laid to waste when crunch time comes.
We only caught one squid (see pic below) and it wasn't enough to feed us
all, then we couldn't find any fresh fish!!! so we ended up at the pub
the first night and at a motel restaurant the next...
The problem with the pub meal was.. it was a pub meal. I ordered the
least terrible meal on the menu (blackened lamb cutlets with mashed
potatoes and veggies) and it was delicious but there was sooo much fat
on the lamb, which I cut off (even though its my favorite bit) but the
portion sizes were huge.
Hubby was quite happy as he got one of the cutlets and my youngest was
happy because he ate most of my mashed spuds which left me with about
150 grams of grilled lamb 1/4cup mashed spud and the veggies were so
withered and dried out I didn't bother, obviously vegetables aren't a
high priority with a pub meal!
The next night I refused to go back to the pub and told the family that I
was happy to eat a wrap at home but we opted for a 'fancy restaurant'
that was closed for a private function!!
We ended up at a motel bistro which was actually really good. It only
offered 8 choices of meals, and the steak eye fillets and veggies were
the healthiest choice, and absolutely scrumptious!
On Saturday morning I actually got up and was chased by zombies for
45mins!! I felt good i was pushing myself harder than I ever had (even
with the sore knee) I ran from the outskirts Moonta to Port Hughes, back
along the beach up a killer flight of step stairs (admittedly i walked
up) then back along the road to the house. I was strong! I felt like
doing the air punching run, you know - Rocky Style, but there were a few
cars about so I held back.
I ran the final 200 meters without stopping and stumbled up the driveway
(this is a long way for me! especially after 45 mins) Boy was I
puffed!! And keen for a shower!!! Oh yeah, oh NOOOOOO! I forgot the
gas bottle!!! Freezing cold shower ensued - I even washed my hair... I
think I was more breathless after the shower than I was after the run!
(note: later that day we discovered the hot water was electric and we
just needed to turn it on - NO it's not funny!!!)
Funny thing happened though.. I found my belly button!! It has long
been hidden between my rolls of fat, When I got out of the shower I saw
it in the mirror! It was definitely my belly button - and it was
definitely on my tummy - I rushed out to show Matt who just grunted,
evidently he wasn't as impressed by it's reappearance as I was!
I wonder if the next 'Before' photo I take will show any difference??