Ok. We are in Baltimore. So glad to see Chris. Claire is all over him, soaking up every second of attention he gives her. He had issues with his flights due to the weather, so he didn't arrive until nearly 5:00. We basically went to the hotel, ate and hung out. It was nice and relaxing. Saturday we decided to head into DC to see some sights. We had fun. We took a trolley tour, ate lunch, wandered around a bit and decided to try the Amtrak for the ride back. Neither of us had been on a true train before, so it was a fun first experience. However, things took a horrible turn for the worst. I had to show my ID on the train, so in the midst of dealing with Claire, getting situated, etc., I simply stuck my wallet in the front pocket of our diaper bag. Somewhere in the process of waiting for a shuttle bus and getting off, my wallet was stolen. There was a suspicious man who was pacing back and forth which made me double check for my camera and wallet. Both were accounted for at that point, but everything afterwards is a blur. We came back to the hotel and I discovered my wallet was missing 3 hours later. From that point on, our evening was spent filling out police reports, checking our accounts, cancelling accounts, telling the story to several different police officials. In three hours time, he made 3 ATM withdrawls for $203 each, spent $112 at a 711, attempted to charge $100 at Red Lobster (those workers denied his two cards and took note of him) and spent $50 at McDonald's. In addition to my cards, license, and professional licenses, my wallet also had my social security card. I could cry again just thinking of it all. Thankfully, I had given Chris my military ID on the train, so I do have identification, but no money. He leaves today, so the timing couldn't be worse. We'll pull out some cash today, but I am supposed to fly home on Tuesday. I have a new debit card coming to my parent's house while I am there. Hopefully it works out without a hitch. This was definitely a big black cloud over what was supposed to be a wonderful weekend.
Yes, indeeedy do. 0.0 is exactly the amount of weight I lost this week. Irritating! Here's the breakdown: number of times I cheated on my diet--ZERO! number of times I worked out--FIVE!! (running, no less). Now that is a mean, mean slap in the face. After I picked myself off the floor and resisted the urge to throw the scale through my window, I've come to realize that it is time to call in the big guns. There will be no messing around. Through a very valuable (HA!--sense the sarcasm) inservice this year, I've learned that I am "Green," meaning logical, research based, problem solver, mathmatical thinker. I am applying the same thought and strategy to my 'get fit' adventure. There will be no relying on the treadmill to tell me how much I've burned. That thing lies, LIES, LIES!! Take for example, the fact that each time I worked out, I burned at least 300 calories--most often 350, my pulse was around 87 (which is pretty much a near death resting ...
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Nicole
Love ya,
Jessica