Greetings from the battlefield (a.k.a. I-40 in Tennessee)! I’m at the halfway point of this week’s trip, and I’m doing halfway well.
Nutrition is excellent; exercise is…meh. I did part of my Pilates DVD Tuesday a.m. and then went to work and stood for six solid hours. My feet were on fire at the end of the day. Today was lots of standing/sitting/standing/sitting, hauling luggage from place to place, lifting ice buckets up over my head to fill an ice machine (shoulder presses, anyone?) and then driving for a couple hours after that. Not great, but I’m okay with it because I have my fingers (and less achy feet) crossed for a long walk tomorrow.
A few folks have asked why I’m traveling so much. I thought I had mentioned it before, but I guess not. I have to be careful how much I disclose–not that it’s top secret or anything, but because there is a prohibition against employees speaking to the media, and blogs are media.
Anyway, what I do is train stores and restaurants on how to use and maintain a fancy-pants new soda machine. I usually would work a couple hours a day, at most, but a national fast food burger chain has signed on and their training is an all day affair. You can imagine how much fun it is for me to stand around and smell flame-broiled burgers all day.
This is the chicken apple salad with lettuce, apples, grilled chicken, and cranberries. It normally would have bleu cheese as well, but I “had it my way” and asked them to omit it. Oh, and on the recommendation of the manager, I had it with the apple cider vinaigrette. Verrrry good, but HIGH calorie warning! The dressing packet has 210 calories! I had half the packet, hence the absence of cheese. (Plus, I don’t much care for bleu cheese.) The salad without cheese or dressing is probably around 300-400 calories.
While that salad was quite tasty, it wasn’t as good as the one I had for dinner Monday night:
That’s a Panera Fuji Apple Chicken Salad. Well, it was. Y’all got here too late, and I ate it.
This week’s car is not a rolling blueberry; it’s a nice sedate silver Chrysler something-or-other. The front half says sedan to me; the back half is a compact car. Odd-looking to me, but I’m not paying for it.
Eagle-eyed readers might have noticed the Sweet Cece’s in the background. I’m not even going to pretend I just happened to be stopped there taking a photo of my car. Or maybe I will pretend that, and then pretend that the $3.23 worth of peanut butter-chocolate yogurt with four pieces of chopped Reese’s Cup and a squiggle of fudge sauce hopped right out the door and into my belly. But fortunately, I don’t have to pretend that it fit nicely into my calorie count for the day, especially after all that standing around being perky.
Tonight’s dinner was incredibly late for me. I didn’t get to my destination city until 7:30 p.m. and I wanted something fast, hot and comfort-y, which means breakfast! The Waffle House near the hotel served that purpose nicely and I had a delicious (and comfort-y) dinner of scrambled eggs and such. While I was there, I noticed this sign:
Not being a regular patron, I didn’t know Waffle House had peanut butter waffles. According to their menu, which has calorie counts listed for every item, the PB waffles would have about 500 calories p.s. (pre-syrup). Not bad for a splurge-y kind of breakfast on the road. But I’m holding out for pancakes Friday a.m. and will save the pb waffles for another time.
I had more to share, but I have to get up at 4 a.m. for the next leg of the trip and this is too long already. Hope you’re all having a wonderful week and will catch up on my reader soon!