I am out of touch. I have not seen a single one of the movies nominated for Best Picture this year. In fact, I think I've only seen three movies in the past 12 months - The Hangover (took the baby when she was 5 weeks old and nursed her through the whole film - most relaxing evening I had in ages); Star Trek (for the Hubs' 40th birthday; also took him to Panera for dinner to celebrate) and Invictus (most excellent, by the way).
In 2000 I saw every single movie nominated for Best Picture. What has become of me??
As far as eating and whatnot, let's just say my restriction is minimal. I had a protein shake for breakfast, a Dunkin Donuts flatbread sandwich for lunch and two smallish bowls of butternut squash risotto (Barefoot Contessa recipe - BEST EVER) for dinner. Not exactly a model bandster day.
The scale did show a half-pound loss this morning, so I guess things could be worse. Like tomorrow morning, when the glass (ok, two glasses, stop grilling me already) of wine show up.
I logged 40 minutes on the elliptical while the oldest child had swim practice at the Y. That's something, right?
Also, an anticipated NSV: I'm planning our summer activities, trying to coordinate dates and trips with the extended family. I am SO EXCITED to do things this summer that I haven't been able to do in years because of my weight. I want to take the kids on rides and hikes and kayaking (last summer I couldn't fit in our kayaks). I am really, really looking forward to all of that. I love doing things with my children, and I have missed out the last few years. This band gives me hope. That's the best thing about it.
Finally, I leave you with a New York Times story about Michael Pollan's new book, Food Rules: An Eater's Manual.
