Tallahassee airport

Sitting in the very small Tallahassee airport, waiting for my flight to ATL. The fact that the flight before mine is delayed indefinitely is not comforting, since I am already dreading my flight(s) and just want to be back in NYC (and in my bed) already. Wish the anti-anxiety pill and a half I took would hurry up and do their job. I HATE flying.

I had a great weekend - the wedding was absolutely beautiful, I got to hang out with friends I haven't seen in awhile, and I had a lot of fun. Eating-wise, I can't say I was perfect - but I definitely could have been a lot worse. Friday night I just had some bbq chicken (but wihtout the sauce) and two small corn cakes. I had a little too much to drink, but I made myself, er, get rid of the alcohol the same way it entered my body, so hopefully it doesn't count as much (and nor does the bag of pretzels I had just before).

Saturday morning I had a bag of kashi cereal that I had brought with me for breakfast. For lunch I had Chik-fil-a, which I know wasn't the BEST choice, but it's not in NYC so I never get to have it, and I stuck with a small chicken nuggets and a fruit cup. No waffle fries, no large nuggets, no lemonade. Definitely a better choice than I might have previously made. After lunch we went to Old Navy, where I used my 30% off coupon to supplement my gym wardrobe.

When I got back to the hotel, I hit the gym for 45 mins of cardio. It wasn't easy, but I did my best. Then, after showering and waiting for my face to fade from neon pink back to its usual ivory, I got dressed and headed off to the wedding with my hot date.

The reception site was gorgeous - the groom's uncle's farm. The weather was beautiful for the ceremony. After, we went around the back of the house, where a huge tent was set up for the reception. All of the tables were named after UF landmarks - mine was the DZ house, where I was joined by several sisters. The bride and groom sat at The Swamp.

The food was, unfortunately, amazing. There was a lot I just couldn't say no to (like a slider and a mini-grilled cheese sandwich and a ramekin of mac and cheese), but I only took one of each of those things, and had a lot of grilled chicken, fruit, and even willingly took some carrots (with hummus). If I tasted something and didn't really love it, I didn't bother eating the rest of it. And I was able to completely bypass the doughnuts they had (in lieu of a wedding cake). I kept alcohol to a minimum - just two white wine spritzers the entire night. (Question - what should be in an official white wine spritzer? I wanted wine and seltzer, and had to correct the bartender when he reached for the Sprite, instead. I've had other bartenders use Sprite instead of seltzer, too. I don't know if there's an official correct way, but using Sprite instead of seltzer certainly defeats the purpose of trying to be low-cal.) I'm also hoping that dancing all night (awkwardly, if not strenuously) had to have burned some calories.

At brunch back at the farm today, I had a bagel (well, a "bagel"; after all, what can you expect from Valdosta?) And some fruit. I again ignored the doughnuts (well, I took 2 bags - they were also the favors - but gave them to friends I saw when we got back to Tallahassee). I did stop at Starbucks on the way to brunch, but I avoided all the juices and stuff. And then for lunch on the way to the airport, we stopped at Moe's and I had two tacos, no sour cream, no nachos. Probably around 500 calories, and possibly the last meal I'll eat today - hopefully a granola bar during my layover in Atlanta will suffice.

So all in all, not the best ever, but certainly not the worst. And tomorrow, I'm back to being disciplined. My flight tponight doesn't get into LGA until 11:00, so I don't see myself waking up at 6am for the gym tomorrow. However, I'll get a workout in after my Holocaust class - probably around 9:00. It'll be a long day, but I don't want to go two days in a row without working out. (Well, I actually want to go infinity days in a row without working out, but you know what I mean.)

Well, the flight before mine that was delayed indefinitely has taken off, and my plane is at the gate. Passengers are deplaning now. We're supposed to take off in 10 mins, so it's looking like it won't be too delayed. It's a tiny plane - I wonder if gripping my armrests and agonozing over every bump and drop burns calories? Sure hope so . . .