Well, so much for the holiday...
While I was off south, I climbed a couple of mountains - for the first one I went to the first two peaks, one 550m ascent and the other 600m ascent (although you only go partway down again before heading back up), and about 5km total horizontal distance up and down. For those familiar with British Columbia, I climbed the Stawamus Chief. Up and down took about 3.5 hours.
The second climb was the Grouse Grind, popularly known as "nature's stairmaster". The trail is 2.9km long, and pretty much straight up - the vertical ascent is 853m. My time was 1hour 18min, which is apparently quite remarkable for a first-timer, not to mention someone my size. Average time for the grind is 1.5 hours.
On the day in between these two climbs I walked the Stanley Park Seawall, about 8km. You know, as a 'cool-down' day.
Immediately after the Grind I drove home (normally 6 hours, but took 9 due to car trouble. The next day we went off camping with friends. On the second day we went for an hour's easy hike, and I also spent about an hour kayaking around the lake we were at.
So, as holidays go, I think I kept pretty active.
The bad part was that I also ate immoderately and without restraint. And it showed on the scale this morning.
During my holiday I gained
4 pounds. I feel awful.
However, if there is a lesson to be learned here, it is that the lifestyle I have been following up until then was working. As long as I watched my food intake, made good choices, and got regular exercise, I was going the right way. Fall off the programme, and it all goes to hell.
I feel simultaneously triumphant at all the stuff I was able to accomplish, and crushed because of the concomitant weight gain.