getting some sunshine

My sister has been in charge of supervising me the past couple of days, and let’s just say—it’s been a rollercoaster. One minute, I’m full of energy; the next, I’m considering a nap on the floor. Sometimes I’m ravenous, other times, the mere thought of food makes me question my life choices. I’m doing my best to keep my spirits high, but as my body starts throwing me surprise plot twists, it’s getting a little trickier to stay in my usual sunshine-and-rainbows mood.

Today, the weather was nice, so Amy and I took a walk to get some Indian food. Amy had never tried it before, so I took it upon myself to be her culinary guru. I demonstrated the proper way to eat it—which, of course, included making a glorious mess and possibly inhaling some spices too aggressively. A truly enlightening experience for her, I’m sure.

Since it was Amy’s first dive into Indian food, we played it safe with the classics—Tandoori Chicken, Butter Chicken, and Samosas. You know, the “gateway” dishes to a full-blown Indian food addiction.

Stuffed to a level that required strategic breathing, we waddled our way to 14th Street, then up the canal walk, and eventually over to Belle Isle. It was at this precise moment—several miles and many calories later—that I had the genius idea to start my Garmin. Because if a workout isn’t tracked, did it even happen?

 
We did a lap around the island and walked over past the new ampitheater and war memorial.  We took a brief stop at Tripel Crossing.
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STRAVA!!

There were puppies of all ages and sizes on our walk today.  Amy found one that she declared her spirit animal. 

After resting a bit back at the hotel, we headed down 7th street to hit up Capital Ale House and ate dinner.  

Now I am sitting back at the hotel with a heavy belly and staring at tomorrow's schedule.