There is a school that I drive by all the time and it has a football stadium with a track. I always see people jogging there. One of my co-workers talks about going there all the time with her husband. So, a few weeks ago, I decided that I would run there. Except I could not, for the life of me, figure out how to get in. All of the gates were padlocked. I chalked it up to it being too late and went home. Today, I decided to try again. The school is about a mile from my house, so I walked/ran there. My co-worker told me to go in by the tennis courts. I found them, and went down some stairs that appeared to lead to the track. But it was still locked. I couldn’t figure it out. There were people running on the track, there had to be a way in! So I walked around the outskirts of the fence, trying to figure it out. I just about gave up and started to go back to the parking lot when I saw a man walking to his car who had obviously been running. I asked him how to get inside the fence. He said that normally it was unlocked, but that today it wasn’t so you had to slip through this gap in the fence. My co-worker had actually mentioned something about that, but if the man hadn’t showed me, I never would have found it.
So I finally go inside and did a mile around the track. I sprinted the long part and walked the corners. Then I climbed up and down the stadium stairs twice. This was so much harder than it looked! I kind of felt like I was going to puke. I think I’m going to make it a goal to be able to do it 10 times. It was getting sort of late and threatening to rain, so I just walked home again. It doesn’t really sound like much but it was a good workout and very different from what I normally do.
I had lunch today at Pappadeaux. It was a co-worker’s wedding shower and the whole office had a private room there. I’d never been before, but heard good things. It’s a seafood restaurant so I thought I’d be pretty happy with the choices. Happy as a clam, in fact. Not so. Practically everything on the menu was fried. Several appetizers were ordered for the table – all fried. I didn’t touch it. Everyone was drinking and I wanted to as well, so I split a glass of pinot noir with a co-worker. I picked the seafood mixed grill and got broccoli instead of dirty rice. I really should have asked if they could have cooked it without butter or oil or whatever it was in, because it was definitely on the greasy side. The portions were huge. It just wasn’t that great. I ate all of the broccoli, which was steamed, and about 1/4 of the rest of the meal.
The service wasn’t great and the restaurant just left a bad taste in my mouth. Literally.
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I’ve eaten really well all week and done well with my workouts. I went to a spin class last night. It was pretty good. I kept feeling like the seat wasn’t right though. I pushed it somewhat forward so my arms wouldn’t have to strain to reach the handlebars but then I sort of felt like I was falling off the bike. I’m glad I didn’t. That would be something that happens to me though, falling off a spin bike. Anyway, I did it for an hour. Calorieking said that this burns 800 something calories but I don’t think that’s true.
I made a simple pasta salad for dinner that was pretty good. It was whole wheat egg noodles, a can of salmon, some grape tomatoes, some mushrooms and some cucumbers with Ken’s Light Caesar dressing.
Salmon Caesar Pasta Salad
I’m kind of proud of myself for coming up with something different.
I’m trying to figure out which meal this weekend will be my cheat meal. I have several opportunities. First, there is a wedding shower for a co-worker at Pappadeaux. There is potential to eat healthy here but I’m not sure if they’ll have us choose from the normal menu or a special bigger party one. Then tomorrow night, there is the possibility of having a drink with my friend Danny. I count going out drinking as a cheat meal even if there isn’t an actual meal involved. If none of these things happen, then I might as well have a beer at the Stone Temple Pilots concert on Saturday night. Jason won free tickets! Brings me right back to 1995.