I found out about a workshop this past Monday that I needed/wanted to attend on Friday – in New Orleans (!) – so I scrambled and pulled together a quick trip. I’ve known about the overall (research) conference for a while but hadn’t planned to go – until I changed my mind, obviously.

So, my week was strange – in a busy sort of way.

I went to the trainer and did my thing there on Monday. I went to yoga on Tuesday. I ran/walked 3M with Molly at the greenway on Wednesday. That was it for exercise for the week, though, since I flew to New Orleans super early in the morning on Thursday.

Thursday was day 15 of my latest round of whole30, so I planned to try my best, but I knew there would be meals that would deviate. Not a big deal. I’ve had enough practice over the years to know how to balance – just have to make an effort.

I ate a Larabar for breakfast on the way to the airport and had some nuts and raisins in my bag in case I needed a snack before I got to New Orleans. I usually decline the peanuts or cookies or whatever is offered on planes because they’re rarely worth bothering with.

My boss had given me a list of restaurants to try and touristy things to do during my short trip, so I was motivated. I got to my hotel at lunchtime, walked to the conference hotel to register for the conference and then headed out to find one of the restaurants on his list.

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It was raining and windy and cold, but there was a line outside of the place – so I took that as a good sign.

I had run into a friend at the conference hotel, so she accompanied me to lunch and we split a few things to try (shrimp po boy, red beans & rice and seafood gumbo):

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The verdict: I felt really sick pretty quickly. Might have been too much to start with after 14 days of really clean eating.

I wasn’t interested in going out to dinner because it was raining and cold and my stomach was still a little iffy from lunch – so I ordered room service fairly late that night when I finally felt hunger (grilled chicken breast, vegetables and sweet potato fries):

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The verdict: For some reason, I felt like this was the best meal ever. I think it’s just been a while since I’ve had vegetables with butter on them. They did a good job of just lightly seasoning the vegetables vs. drowning them, which I really appreciated.

I needed to be at the conference at 7AM on Friday, so I got up super early and went to the coffee shop in my hotel. I was able to pull together a really decent breakfast (hard boiled eggs and fruit) once I looked past the pastry case full of stuff:

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The verdict: Really happy about this. I honestly had ZERO desire to eat the muffins or cinnamon rolls because the memory of how shitty I felt after lunch the day before was still pretty present in my mind.

I had just an hour between sessions and a meeting, so I grabbed lunch at the conference hotel:

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The verdict: Ok. Not the best salad in the world, but it was acceptable. I skipped the ranch dressing since there were large chunks of blue cheese on the salad that were very sufficient in providing flavor plus there was bacon and crab and avocado. Ranch dressing ruins the natural flavor of real food, IMO. I ate a little bit of really fantastic crusty bread, too.

I left the conference around 2 so I could wander around a little. I’d never been to New Orleans and didn’t want to leave without seeing SOMETHING other than my hotel and the conference hotel and the one block between them (and it was a gorgeous day), so I walked to Jackson Square and spent a few hours wandering around.

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(Maybe this should be my next exercise goal.)

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Little bit of a rough end to my whirlwind trip with a 6AM flight  and a woman openly puking all over the floor in the security line in front of me (and then getting on my flight!), but man - yesterday was great. #latergram

Everyone told me I had to do this, so I HAD TO. For real:

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I met up with some people from my cohort for dinner and went to another restaurant on my suggestion list: Commander’s Palace. I didn’t take a picture and what I had appears to not be on the menu on the website – but it was FABULOUS. The whole meal – salad, bread, shrimp dish – was remarkable.

The verdict: Stomach drama again. Nothing to do with the food itself – my body just didn’t want the bread and possibly the oils. I don’t know.

I had a 6AM return flight on Saturday (yesterday), so I grabbed some stuff for breakfast when I made it to Atlanta (nuts, dried apples, banana):

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I was starving by the time I arrived, so Jon and I stopped for lunch at a local place (pork chop, plain baked potato, steamed broccoli):

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The verdict: I didn’t eat the broccoli because it was swimming in butter. The pork chop was ok. I really like plain baked potatoes (with just salt and pepper) if they’ve been baked in an oven vs. microwaved, which sounds weird – but true – so I enjoyed that. Waste of money, though, really. I could have had a similar but better meal at home – but this was quick and was on the way home.

So – that’s my experience traveling and enjoying myself with the whole30 in mind. The 2 decadent meals that were major deviations caused highly distinct stomach drama, so there’s that. Otherwise – I felt great. I didn’t obsess or worry or go crazy. Just ate what felt right.
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Jon’s child #3 texted him while we were driving home from the airport and said she suddenly felt very sick. She was full-blown non-stop puking by the time we got home and had a fever and looked awful, etc. Jon wound up taking her to a walk-in clinic a few hours later. They sent them to the ER because her heart rate was very high.

I’m not sure what’s up – some kind of virus, I guess – but Jon and I are terrified now that we’re next. He’s especially concerned since he sat at a walk-in clinic and then an ER for hours while they hydrated her and got the puking to stop. He’s on a plane traveling overseas this afternoon, so he took a bunch of meds with him just in case it suddenly hits him like it did her.

I REALLY wanted to order a pizza last night since I was tired from my trip and then had MC. At the same time, though, I didn’t want to order a pizza because I knew it would make me feel bad (physically). I waited around for a while to see if they would be coming home before making a really fabulous dinner for myself (tuna fish that I didn’t drain very well with pickles plopped on top):

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It was food. I wasn’t hungry anymore after I ate. It was easy to make and easy to eat while I also fed MC.

Jon made a shrimp curry thing for breakfast this morning (Sunday) since he needed to use the shrimp that should have been cooked yesterday:

Clean out the fridge breakfast.

I guess I’m 100% back on track.

I’m happy to be home but swamped with school stuff to accomplish.

(What’s not captured here are his squeals of joy. He loves her.)

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(I read something once about not giving kids “screen time” until they’re 3 years old. I think the people proposing that must not need to DO THINGS.)

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