Yesterday started out AMAZING. I went for another early morning run (Up ate 6:30 again? Me? Yes Ma'ams). It wasn't dark this time due to the time change, which made it much more enjoyable. I do find that I like the quiet solitude of an early morning run. I may very well make this a weekly thing.
Then, it was onto the main excitement of the day: shopping with my mom and sister. The goal was to get my sister some new clothes as part of her birthday gift, and to enjoy a nice meal at the Olive Garden. This little trip involved crossing the border into the USA, because we like to check out different malls, and because we don't have an Olive Garden where we live. The perfect plan for the perfect day.
First, though, I made the mistake of handing my mom my passport for safe keeping. She, in turn, accidentally left if on the roof of the car, which we didn't realize until we were in line to head into the USA. (Don't worry - my husband rescued my passport from our driveway, so no one is going to be crossing into un-native lands on my ticket). Somehow, I was still allowed to enter America, and we made it to the mall in good timing.
The day was great. But when it came to dinner, I went into all-you-can-eat-in-one-meal mode, and stuffed my face. It was glorious. It was delicious. It was a gain-four-pounds-in-one-night-but-don't-kind of meal.
Except today. Today I care. Because my insides are rebelling against me. I think next time, I should avoid eating so much rich food all at one. I seriously felt like I was pregnant after that meal. I could barely sit comfortably!
All in all, though, it was a fun day. But unlike my morning runs, it's something I shouldn't do so frequently!