Friday, December 12, 2014

Starting Over.....Again

I had planned to write a post about my recent return to running, but something else is weighing heavily on me.

In April, I was in the best shape of my life. I felt great. I was (mostly) happy with my appearance and size. I wanted to tone up a bit, but other than that, I was pretty confident for the first time in my life.

Cue the IT band injury. Cue knee surgery. I got lazy. I made excuses. I ate my feelings because I didn't know how to deal with them when I couldn't run. I smiled. I played dumb. I turned my head when I walked past a mirror. I hid the scale. My clothes were a little snug, so no big deal.

Yesterday, I was wearing a fitted tee under a sweater, and I noticed the shirt would ride up a bit over my stomach. "Weird. That's never happened before." I knew I had a photo of myself in this shirt from the summer of 2013. "I'll take a photo and do a comparison. How bad could it really be?"


Bad. Bad enough for me to pull out the tape measure and tally the inches. The numbers were jaw dropping. Plus two in my hips, plus two in my five in my waist.

I crashed full force into the proverbial bottom. My heart tore open. Pain. Sadness. Disappointment. What have I done to myself this year? How did I let this happen? Despite all of the emotions I felt, I avoided the negative self talk. The f word never came from my mouth. I didn't tell myself I was a failure or a waste.

I have a plan of action. I'm back to running. The scale is still hidden even though I'd love to pull it out. I'm only worried about the inches. Eight months to do this and probably more than that to take it back off. I'm down, but I'm not out. I can, and I will.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Weekend Wrap Up

Mister and I celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary last Friday. He planned an overnight trip for the two of us to Denver, Colorado (Thank you travel rewards. A nice little perk when your hubby travels for work). Let me tell ya. If ever the opportunity should arise for us to move to Denver, I would love to snatch it up. I fell in love with the city in the short time we were there.

Mountains!! I would give anything to go back and hike. 

Our hotel was in downtown Denver. Once we arrived to the hotel, we parked the car, and walked everywhere. I love doing this because 1. I hate driving 2. you really get to explore the city. I'm a planner. When mister told me about the trip a few weeks before, I immediately jumped online to find where we would eat and what we would do. Shortly after looking into things, I said, "To heck with it. We'll figure it out when we get there." It was like an adventure!

It was lunch time when we arrived, so we headed out to see what was around. We came to Bayou Bob's. The smell coming from the place was very enticing. I had never had Cajun or creole food before. This seemed like as good as time as any to give it a go!

First up was alligator tail.

I'm not sure what I expected (if anything), but it was delicious. It was tender and the breading had a great flavor.

We decided to order from the lunch menu since we had gotten an appetizer. Mister ordered the shrimp étouffée with Cajun fries. I didn't think to snap a shot of his meal. I ordered a fried shrimp poboy and craw fish étouffée.

See mister sneaking a bite of my étouffée?

Oh my yum. I absolutely loved both dishes and didn't see how dinner could even hold a candle to this. 

We spotted a coffee chop on our walk to lunch, and we decided check it out. Mister and I LOVE our coffee, like, REALLY love it. The shop is called Novo, and the menu is very basic. They offer a handful of coffee, espresso and tea choices. Being a person who has a terrible time making decisions, I welcomed the simplicity with open arms.

 Mister and I both ordered salted caramel lattes. They did not disappoint. The price was very reasonable and the taste was through the roof.

For dinner, we headed over to Ships Tavern located in The Brown Palace Hotel. First off, this hotel looked so amazing. The valet was dressed better than we were in his top hat. The staff was incredibly friendly, and the host even came over to wish us a happy anniversary. 

Mister ordered lamb chops with goat cheese polenta for our appetizer. 

Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmm. Mmmmmmm. This was fantastic. I've never had lamb or polenta and this knocked my socks off. I wanted to lick the plate, but this was a "lick the plate clean" kind of place.

Mister ordered rocky mountain trout for his main course. I swear I grabbed a photo of this, but it's missing. (Probably with my missing alert tones. :cough: thanks, Apple:cough:) I'm not a huge fan of fish, but his dish was A+.

I ordered the filet. Behold it in all its glory.

I'm pretty sure there was as much thick cut bacon as there was steak. I certainly wasn't going to complain. Everything was seasoned perfectly and the steak was done to my liking.

It was a very quick little get away which was bittersweet. It would have been nice to explore the area some more, but we both wanted to get home to see the kiddos. I hope we are able to get back sooner rather than later.

Have you fallen in love with another city while traveling?