i am eating really yummy grapes right now. and to think I almost had chocolate instead of these really, really yummy grapes. If only all food that was good for me and low in points tasted this good. Would make chosing the grapes over the chocolate so much easier...

Had a good weekend, in terms of activity and social life and rest. I slept in both days, I stayed up late both nights (how quickly I return to my night owl ways), saw old friends I've not seen in ages, walked around parliament hill and played tourist with them which is something I've not done in ages, and mike and I played racketball on sunday thus having activity together. What a concept!

However, there were some pretty bad food choices (ie. the nachos at Zak's at 11 p.m. saturday night after two very yummy but sugary drinks at Milestones. Sure there was the walk around parliament hill, but that was not nearly enough activity to make up for the very large serving of nachos. With bacon. YUM, but oh so bad...). I have no idea what the scale will say on Thursday. If I even make it on thursday since this is the week of crazy busy from hell.

Anyway, Sunday morning Mike and I were both feeling bad about the overindulgence Sat. night so we went off to the gym for over an hour of racketball and then as he sat in the hottub, I did 20 mins on the elliptical, the bike and then this funky recumbant stepper machine - which is odd. I couldn't decide on what machine to use so I went from one to the next until ultimately ending with the stepper. I figure it all works out in the end and I did do about 1.5 hours of exercise on Sunday which rocks. We made pretty good food choices for the rest of sunday and so I did feel much like I was back on track.

Yesterday I did my elliptical workout - 33 minutes on the 'weight-loss' setting. It felt so good. I'm starting to understand the addictive qualities of the workout. You wake up feeling crappy and like the world sucks and then 30 minutes of sweat later the world is suddenly wonderful and you, fantastic. And then I sit at my desk for 8 hours and feel like I want to work out again. weird. but awesome.

Last night I went out for dinner with a friend - we ended up at an indian place for dinner which was FANTASTIC, and oh so good and oh so horrible regarding the points. I tried to be good, but the naan was calling its seductive flat-bread siren song and I gave into temptation. AND I didn't work out this morning, because all my gym stuff was still at work and it's our anniversary and so we're heading out early this afternoon to have a date and I won't be making it to the gym this evening either. But you know what, one day isn't going to kill me as long as I get back at it tomorrow. And it is our anniversary. Special occasion!

And no matter what the scales may say on thursday, my clothes are fitting so much better and a pair of pants that were ever so slightly tight that I bought a few weeks ago are now uber comfy if not a little loose so there are subtle changes, even if they're not registering on the scale, or that apparent to the eye, they are there. And I need to keep remembering that. This is worth it. It is SOOOO worth it.