I shouldn’t admit that I am writing from work. After all, they are paying me to be here. On the flip side, they say they pay me to do WORK and not to sit in the office, so I should be able to use my time however I like as long as I still get everything done. We all know that is wishful thinking.
Being back is much like never being gone. I still eat eggs and drink coffee in the morning. I still struggle with deadlines and to keep my focus during the day so I don’t have to stay till 8pm. I eat at the same places. Thus far I haven’t been playing any sports, so I guess that is different.
I weigh within one pound of what I did when I left for India. I am always amazed how the body can maintain weight even when everything in my life changes. I slept at different times in India. Breakfast became my largest meal of the day. I drank more alcohol. I didn’t exercise nearly as much. I ate different kinds of food…..and yet in 5 months I didn’t gain or lose hardly a pound. That is amazing.
1 pound is about 3,500 calories. That is approximately one day of meals for the average person. For 5 months of ordering room service and eating at 5 star restaurants I didn’t rack up more than a day’s difference in calories from what I normally ate…..and I ate when I felt like it…sometimes just for the hell of it. That is almost unbelievable that the body can self-regulate that well.
Ok….I might finish this later. I have to go meet Pete for dinner. I’m outta here.
Ok…now is later. I did meet Peter out for dinner. We ate at La Fonda on Ponce. I didn’t think it was that great. The chips and salsa were good. That is all I wanted anyway.
I don’t even know why I am wasting my time writing. Even though I cannot say I am significantly less happy in Atlanta than I was in India, and in fact in some ways it is nice to be home…..it certainly doesn’t lend itself as well to amusement. India was like a 5 month comedy routine.