Holiday travel and eating
I really don't eat well when I travel. This is the time when health and fitness mags and webzines start issuing tips on how to avoid eating badly while you're traveling. When I fly somewhere in the morning, I find the airport's Burger King and get a croissanwich and hashed browns value meal with o.j. If I fly in the afternoon/evening, I get something creamy and frothy from Starbucks. I miss when they had almond toffee bars, although I've come close (close enough) to finding a doppleganger recipe. Still, I always find something in their pastry case to tempt my tummy.
This year, holiday travel eating started early with a breakfast burrito, and for lunch, a grilled Reuben, both from one of my favorite sandwich shops, Dagwood's. Oy! And after talking to my mom a few days back, I know there's more good food on the horizon. That said, I'm going to revisit something my doc told me last December before she prescribed the South Beach Diet (Phase 2). She said that all the holiday parties I'll be going to will have lots of food out, but 99% of it won't be worth eating. If I'm going to ruin myself, don't let it be on that junk. No cookie trays or commercial candies. No boxed taters or store-bought pies. If only I went to parties where my friends offered more junk. *sigh* Luckily, mom's food tends to be pretty clean and healthy!
A promise to myself: don't drop the workouts during my visit, even if it's just ambling along on my parents' treadmill for half an hour. Maybe I could get my fambly to ambly with me! Woot!
Happy Holidays, all! All I want for X-Mas is a working oven, and supposedly, the repairman will come on Monday with a new bake element, since I apparently burned out the last one. *blush*