Sorry for the delay!

Hello! So many times over the last week I have jumped on the computer to write here and I got distracted. But I am now in VA - everyone is asleep, including the dog, so I think I can type uninterrupted.

The race - ahh, the race. Well, the night before I did not sleep a wink. I tossed and turned and had bad dreams about coming in last. So Saturday morning I got dressed and told my aunt that I was going to do the walk with her. I figured there would be lots of people walking. WRONG! There were only 25 people doing the walk. I was bummed. About a mile into it I was wishing I was doing the run. My aunt was SMOKING me, and she wasn't breaking a sweat. So I started to run very, very slowly. I didn't want to be accused of cheating if there were any medals to be handed out. I think I ran over a mile, until about 1/4 from the finish. I finally caught up to AC and we crossed the finish line together. The amazing part was the 5K run hadn't started yet, so all the runners were at the start/finish line cheering us on. When I saw how many people were running I was a little bummed that I didn't run - I don't think I would have been last - but there is always next year. That and another 5K in the fall. Franciscan Hospital for Children, a place near and dear to my heart, is having a road race in the fall. I think the whole family will be involved somehow, but I would like to run it.

The rest of the week was OK. My dad and his golfing buddy arrived on Saturday afternoon. I was hoping that my mum would come up and surprise me but she couldn't. DQ left on Sunday. I was committed to eating well, despite not having him there for support. I made a healthy menu for the week, but did buy some chips at the grocery store. On Monday AC and I walked three miles (up and down our driveway) but that was the only exercise that we ended up getting all week. On Wednesday, as I was lacing up my shoes to go for a walk, my dad had to go to the ER. He has a myriad of medical issues and was having problems breathing. He ended up being in the hospital until Saturday AM. I am prone to emotional eating but think I did OK. I did enjoy Sun Chips all week long but in moderation.

Friday - weigh in day - my favorite! I lost one pound. I know I say this all the time, but I don't know how I lost the weight. Now that I am at my parents house I am hoping to join my mum at the gym starting Tuesday. Tomorrow (Monday) I will go for a walk around their neighborhood. I should have no problem eating well here. I have scoured the house and there isn't an ounce of junk food to be had!

We left Michigan Saturday, after my dad was discharged from the hospital. We drove a little more than halfway, and then drove the rest of the way home today. That meant three meals on the road. I didn't do so well. We have/had the dog with us so a sit down restaurant was out of the question. Lunch yesterday was a roast beef sandwich and dinner was Chik-Fil-A nuggets - I could eat those every day of my life if I had the means. Breakfast today was a cinnamon bun from McDs. I was going to get the apple/yogurt salad but I had an upset stomach and the thought of yogurt, and driving, didn't sit well. I picked at the cinnamon bun and had Sprite. A few hours later I had a Luna Bar in the car. By lunch and dinner I was back on track!

I should be able to blog more frequently now I am here.
Til tomorrow -
Mummy Q.