Mouse Hole Report

Because I don't like typing twice I've copy-pasted the following from my post on the low-carb forum I frequent, changing some names and dates as needed.

It was a successful journey to the Mouse Hole. The family reunion went swimmingly and I got to go on all the rides I wanted to--Mission: Space was a little disappointing (listen, if people are croaking on this thing I expect intensity, LIVE UP TO THE HYPE DAMMIT) but Expedition Everest more than made up for it. The sun was BRUTAL so we did the parks either in the early morning or night and spent the rest of the time visiting with my ginormous amount of relatives in air-conditioned hotel rooms. We stayed at All Stars Movies and I feel sorry for the poor people on our floor, as we basically monopolized the balcony all weekend. Good times.

As for food, I was very proud of myself. I figured intermittent fasting would balance out any "bad stuff" that came my way, but there wasn't a lot of "bad stuff." Friday was a VERY low food volume day--basically all I ate were a couple bags of peanuts on the plane, a Casey's Corner hot dog at the Magic Kingdom (sans bun, thank you) and a bag of apple slices with cheese sauce with a lot of water. The next morning I was REALLY stiff and sore as we headed over to Animal Kingdom, no doubt because I was running on empty. After doing Expedition Everest three times in a row we went to a place called Restaurantsaurus, which had an all-you-could-eat breakfast buffet, and I ate my weight in eggs, bacon and sausage because I was starving (I also got molested by Pluto during my meal). I felt MUCH better after that. The family dinner at Boma went well--ate prime rib, a piece of chicken, green beans, roasted veggies and peppers, then I had a "treat plate" with small amounts of hummus, chocolate mousse, a baked custard that was kind of like coconut custard without coconut, a tiny mango cream tart, and some other little mousse-tart thing. It was good and I enjoyed it and I didn't have a reaction to the sugar considering it's been a while since I ate any (no cravings either). Sunday we did Epcot and ate lunch at the British pub in World Showcase--I had "ploughman's lunch," which is basically a meat-heavy chef's salad with roast beef, ham and turkey. It included some delicious chutney and onion jam, which I ate on a three-inch long inch-thing slab of bread. Again no bad reactions to the wheat thankfully. I drank a lot of water and ate no snacks, including the mass amount of chocolate that was in the reunion goodie bag (I snuck it into other people's bags because I'm evil like that).

What I (and Mr. LRA) noticed was I kept up with everyone. I'm notorious for yelling "SLOW DOWN!" as Mr. LRA charges through our vacations, but I kept up. My legs are sore from pounding the concrete--anyone who's been to Disney knows it requires a ton of walking--but I'm not even close to the agony I previously experienced. Yay leg presses.

I was down to 215 last week, but the Dread Pirate Ovulation is making me retain water so I'm currently at 217.

And yes, Tracy, I'll do the eight things meme again just for you.