No regrets. I'm already back to my regular workouts and meals (which I missed, actually) and will resume my tango with the 150's next week.
More importantly, I had an excellent time and enjoyed the company of good friends and the hubs. Here's me and Lisa, who by the way just started a blog about her experiences as a vegetarian and recently-diagnosed celiac. It's a good read for anybody looking to eliminate or reduce gluten and meat intake:
And here's me and Bobzilla. Both pics were taken outside the Mission San Jose, which is actually much more interesting, larger and beautiful than the Alamo. *gasp*:
Some highlights of the trip include:
1. Food. Lots of good food. No, there's no love-hate relationship with me and food. So let's just put this up there first. At least I ate in moderation and walked a lot, but whatevs.
2. Grackles. These birds fascinated me to the point of unhealthy obsession. I would get up early in the morning and stare out the window at what are apparently considered winged rodents by the natives.
3. Kittehs. Ben and Lisa have the swellest cats ever.
4. San Antonio Zoo. It had a large, diverse exhibit of birds. I still liked grackles the best, tho. Here's Bobzilla feeding nectar to a lory. He is the epitome of bad-assedness, no?:
5. Colors. OMG, nothing prepared me for how colorful San Antonio is. From the signs to the fauna to even the houses. It was overwhelming. I felt so...drab...that it was almost comforting to settle back under the bleak gray skies of Cleveland.6. Jackalopes. I wish they were real.
7. Day of the Dead stuff. I couldn't get enough of the lively skeleton art and barely got all of my stuff in our carry-on bags for the return trip. I did buy most of the loot for other people, but can't let go of them. I think I might have a problem.
Well, I see that there are a buttload of interesting blog posts that I need to catch up on. Manana.