What a fun weekend!! We went to The Primary Grandchild's dance recital on Saturday afternoon. Her dance was one of the first in the program, so we were in the front of the theater and ready to cheer. It was so cute. The little 5 yr olds were so intent on doing their dance, some of them forgot the steps. I laughed 'til I almost cried. Then came 30 additional, mind numbing dances that did NOT include my granddaughter. We had to sit through them to get to the finale, where she would perform again. If we could pick and choose the dances we wanted to see, I'd choose all of the dances that included the kids that were 7 and under, they are definitely the cutest. I realize there were parents there to see the "other" dancers, but really, what is cuter than the little ones? Absolutely NOTHING, they were all the best, but sadly there were only about 5-6 groups of the little ones.
After the recital, we headed out to the Primary Child's house where we relieved the baby sitter and played with "The Pistol", our almost 2 yr old grandson. That's a cardio workout in and of itself. Of course I can't count it in the challenge, but I definitely moved around. :) He is a mover and shaker!! Do NOT stand still and do NOT sit down or you'll lose him. And I certainly don't want to be the one who loses him!!
The lesson I learned from all of this was that if I am going to eat like a 5 yr old or a 2 yr old, I'm gonna have to get moving like a 5 yr old or 2 yr old. Pizza for dinner, with a couple of beers. (NO, I did not give the kids beer, just in case anyone was concerned.) Woke up ready to go again, and off to breakfast we went. Biscuits and gravy, hash browns, bacon and coffee. What in the world was I thinking??? It was wonderful, and I only partially regret my choice. I did think that walking back to Des Moines from Omaha might possibly have worked off half of the calories I consumed. The trip is around 145 miles one way.
Upon our return, Hubby Dearest and I did go over to the golf course and hit balls. I am not in any way, shape, or form a "practicer" but I did want to try out a new club I was wanting to buy, so I drug myself out to the car to accompany him. I figured hitting a few golf balls would at least burn a calorie or two, so I dutifully hit balls for a while. Long enough, in fact, to determine that I did want to buy this demo club!! Hubby Dearest regretted his invitation for me to tag along at this point. So in one week, I'll have a brand new, shiny club to abuse. I'm expecting a real turn around in my game now.
I won't mention what HD and I did next.....stayed at the club for "Build your own burger" night. I had a whole wheat bun, does that count???? Turn it up Tuesday is gonna be a doozey!!!