Just got back from vacation.

Walked all over heck and back.
(Including 3/4 of the way up a waterfall.)
Didn’t drink enough water.
(But I did drink a lot of fizzy sugar water. J tried to warn me.)
Had lots of really good food.
(Raftees rarely eat gourmet food. Who knew?)
Didn’t use the treadmill at the hotel.
(I walked that day, didn’t I?)

Felt like crap these past few days.
Weighed myself this morning.


I weighed more this morning than I have ever weighed in my entire life.
My little weight chart, which was going slowly down hill, looks like a seismograph on a very bad day.

I’m feeling a little like this or like this.


I’ll be hitting the treadmill tonight.