Four days, 1700 miles, 4 bananas, 4 yogurt parfaits, 3 apples, and 1 chocolate-dipped pretzel later….
You know, I’ve always been sympathetic to the Native American community, but until now, I never really understood the whole “sacredness of the land” thing. I get it now. The southwestern U.S. is truly a magical, amazing area.
My favorite place so far was Albuquerque’s Old Town area. Lots of shops and restaurants, but also a large plaza to sit and people-watch. (It’s also the locale of the choco-pretzel mentioned earlier.)
This is another favorite place and also a favorite memory. I actually rode up in this tram, which is something I never would’ve done before weight loss, for fear that other passengers might get off the car when they saw my size or the tram operators would’ve said I was too much of a risk. (The things we worry about!) Getting on the tram wasn’t easy after weight loss, given the height and the slenderness of the cables holding the thing up, but I was determined to give it a whirl.
The view of Albuquerque was worth it. The sense of accomplishment was, as they say, priceless.
Eating has been in check, but well, let’s just say it’s also been luxurious. 
Very little “official” exercise, but hours of walking and stair climbing. I did try yesterday, but the tiny hotel fitness center was packed. As I post this, I’m heading to today’s hotel fitness center (I have to, it’s next to the breakfast area), and then more walking today at Hoover Dam and Las Vegas!
I have a few photos posted here.
Hope you’re all having a spectacular week!
