I went to camp. I didn't take my pedometer but I wished I had. I forgot that part of my commitment.
I walked. and walked. and walked. Over and over again, until finally Thursday night I couldn't walk to the bathrooms one more time. I got into my car and drove to a nearby campground with a bathroom with a parking lot attached. Two leaders quickly joined me, and two of the girls didn't mind a ride either.
When I went later (I always take two bathroom stops at night!) one of the girls offered to be my buddy. She thought it was a fun secret that we slipped over to the "flush toilets" in the car.
I found out tonight that our young women's president (an adult in her 60's) was driving over there every night all week! I also found out she had blisters from Monday on, which I could have been treating for her with my handy moleskin and lidocaine antiseptic wash.
She's not a whiner. Sometimes it pays to be a whiner.
When it came time to volunteer to go on hikes with the girls--and this was only Tuesday-- we sat and waited for a short hike to be announced. Passed on the three miler, then on the five miler, then another three. We had heard there were one and a half mile hikes for some of the girls. Then they announced that they needed a few leaders to stay back at the shelter and put up a volleyball net. Our hands shot up! Best of all, a couple of the men stayed back, and they did the net for us!
Note to self: all this walking was a good start. Keep it up.
Did I mention that I hurt everywhere and my feet were swollen up Friday night and Saturday? I went to bed every night of camp with incredible pain in my legs, and two nights I gave up and took a muscle relaxant and ibuprofen. I had to sleep somehow.
Anyway, I wish I knew how far I had walked.
With all that, I did lose weight. 0.4 lbs. Maybe it'll be a little better tomorrow. I think I still have a tiny bit of swelling in my feet, and who knows where else. I did not log my food but I should have because I know I ate too much. However I think I also used up all that energy and then some. I was so tired by the time we went home on Friday that I ran a red light, took a wrong turn, missed a mailbox by inches, and started crying (fortunately after I dropped off all the girls.)
Yoga, anyone? Right after another nap.