This day sure went to hell

I had great plans for today, stay OP, work out extra hard, be good. You know the drill.

I woke up too late to go to the gym. Something I haven't done in months. I packed my gym bag and decided I'd go after work.

Unfortunately, I forgot I had a dinner date with a girlfriend. I'm not that much of an exercise fanatic that I'd cancel dinner with a good friend. Or am I? Honestly, that thought went through my head, briefly, but it was there.

Then I thought, well, I'll walk at lunch. I had my workout clothes so I was prepared. I was all ready to head out for my walk when a coworker caught me in the parking lot, just returning from vacation with his wife. I met his wife a couple years ago, when I was at my highest weight. Plus she and I have talked on the phone a few times and emailed. I'm really good friends with her husband.

After talking for a few minutes, she said, "I'm sorry, have we met?", I couldn't believe it. I said, "Nance - it's me, Diana!" That followed a half hour conversation of "Oh my God, I can't believe it, how did you do it?" That ruined my walk. What could have been an hour was only thirty minutes. I was appreciative of the compliments, but I really wanted to walk.

Then dinner with my friend. It was at this great seafood place in Tacoma, right on the waterfront. We ate outside, and it was an absolutely gorgeous day here in the Northwest. About 80 degrees.

I had a delicious King Salmon & Strawberry salad with goat cheese, candied pecans, mixed greens and the best raspberry vinaigrette dressing ever. I ate the entire salad plus all the dressing. Yes, it was THAT good. Nutritional value, I have no idea and neither did the waitress.

So not a great day so far, but not bad either. This is the part where it goes to hell. I got home and my husband had barbecued Buffalo burgers. I don't mean like spicy, hot, like "buffalo" wings, I mean like one of these:

I kind of have a thing for buffalo meat. I know it's weird. I blame it on having been raised on moose and caribou meat when I was a kid in Alaska. I ate not one, but TWO buffalo burgers. They were delicious, but I actually feel kind of sick now. Too much food!

So that was my day. Virtually no exercise, and way too much food. I don't even know how many points I consumed. I'm glad the day is over, and I get another chance tomorrow.