Totally Unprepared

See -- this is what happens when you don't make an Excel Spreadsheet with your packing list -- you forget to pack your tennis shoes, socks, & sports bra. So . . . I went to TJ Maxx last night and bought some cheapies.

I'm at mom's, so I'm not supposed to leave the house, so I'm about to experiment with her walking video. That's right -- an exercise video for walking. I'm going to . . . walk in place??? I have no idea, but it's what I got. If it's completely lame, I'm just going to take Harley (her gimpy three-legged German Shepard) to the high school track after dinner tonight.

Oh yes, since I'm on vacation, I missed my technical weigh-in Wednesday. But according to my mom's scale, I've lost 21 lbs! (Don't get excited.) I like to tell myself that it's an accurate scale and that while at the lake drinking more beer than breweries can keep up with and not exercising or eating actual meals (just junk food on the boat, and drunk food at midnight) that I lost an additional 12.5 lbs. I'd like to tell myself that, but really, it's just a bummer not knowing how much actual damage was caused over the weekend.

I did swim a lot and walk those bitchin' straight vertical stairs from the lake to the house about 4 times daily. (I lost count of the stairs, but the last set was the worst, and there were 21 of them!) And Drew, Dana, and I had a Dance Party USA on Monday night. But, even all that, couldn't offset the mass quantities of Michelob Ultra over 4 days. Well, I guess 2 days (I abstained on Sunday & Tuesday).

I'll let you know how the Walking Diet DVD turns out in the new sneaks with a busted toe . . .