Got Built?

In the last episode, our hapless heroine was about to take a cheat weekend …

And I did. Friday was our 11th wedding anniversary, and, as it turns out, the 14th anniversary of our first date. Yes, I know that’s cheesy. No, it wasn’t intentional - we only realized it about a year ago when hubby read his old journal and we discovered our serendipitous cheesiness. So, yeah, um - the food.

Friday was pretty low key - we trained hamstrings, then went out for pho at our favourite Vietnamese joint - our usual Friday ritual.

And plotted our own demise for Saturday … hell, we actually wrote it down!

9 AM: cheesy eggs at home, before going out for brunch (those places never have enough protein for us!)
10:30 AM: De Dutch Pannekoek House, for, you guessed it, Pannekoek. We split a Peach Melba. Extra Melba.

1:00 PM: Dim Sum. OMG I thought I was gonna die by the end. Went home and had a nap.

(Various chocolate snacks during interlude. Much Lindt was consumed.)

8:00 PM: Still sugared up, we decided we needed to walk. So we walked from 33rd down to Broadway (9th for those of you who don’t live in Vancouver) in search of The Perfect Vittles. We were GOING to eat in a restaurant near Queen Elizabeth Park, but decided all they really had to offer us was the view. So we just walked. And walked. And walked. Until we found Nirvana. Literally - that’s the name of the restaurant. They had THE best butter chicken and naan I have ever had. Okay, we were ravenous. Still! Next door for a piece of sugar pie at Foundation (we asked for insulin with our cheque) and then walked the whole way home.

Saturday wasn’t much better - mom’s birthday. I made her a chocolate cake and bought tickets to see the Moody Blues in July. Mom made ham and mashed potatoes with cabbage. Soooo good! I could have used another walk though …

Weight Friday AM: 135 lbs
Weight Monday AM: 140.2

Bloat bloat bloat …