Daughter and I left for Columbus Sunday afternoon and arrived just before midnight.
She was attending a US Figure Skating conference for program directors. I was tagging along.
The only plans I had for the week was to sit and knit.
The view from my 12th story window was nothing to write home about.
In fact, the hotel itself was not very interesting to look at but I couldn't have cared less.
My only other plan was to stay in my pajamas as much as possible.
Thanks to Daddio and new Pup, I had months of sleep to catch up on. I took as many naps as I could fit into a day on my big comfy bed.
The whole trip would have been perfect if I hadn't caught a glimpse of myself au naturel in the big bathroom mirror. Two months of stress eating had certainly taken a toll and I was horrified and feeling guilty.
The seven hour car ride there had consisted of unbridled road food gluttony-and gasp...a real coke.
When I wasn't knitting or sleeping I was dancing and jogging around the room trying to undo some damage.
I did a lot of knit walking. It was 20 steps from the bathroom to the window and back again. I probably didn't lose a pound but I did a lot of knitting. Tomorrow I'll show you how much.