Had a lovely weekend in Phoenix, and mostly ate well. I think that Elizabeth's stomach finally convinced her to give up bread for real - we had In-N-Out for lunch Saturday and she had a bun and a near-immediate bout of lower-intestinal distress. I left her with a bunch of spaghetti sauce (christening the new crock-pot), some cooked ground beef ready for taco salad or stroganoff or chile, and 5 individual foil pans of a family favorite casserole. The last is a bit suspicious, though, because it uses concentrated cream of celery soup, and I'm not personally sure that it won't set her stomach off - I think it probably has wheat in it.
Anyway, capped off the weekend by eating chips and salsa at the airport - and as a consequence, was up to 149.6 this morning. And I had leg cramps on Saturday night, despite potatoes at dinner two nights running, which should have kept the carbs at a reasonable level. Apparently it wasn't enough.
For the record, the Flying Dutchman at In-N-Out is kind of boring - just meat and cheese. I think I'll go back to protein-style and just eat it with a fork from now on.
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