Yesterday Johanna came over and helped me with my tax declaration and balancing the books for my company. I have no idea how I would have managed without her, and I feel so relieved now that it is done! We went out togetehr with Daniel (my husband) and met up with her fiance Richard for a couple of beers. Afterwork is quite popular in Sweden, and I am somewhat new to this. I would mind making it a new tradition, as I think I prefer this over going nightclubbing. It is nice to be able to talk, and see people in daylight, and to go home at a decent hour. During the afterwork I started wondering how many calories a session like this would add up to, so I kept track of my intake, both food and drink. I had five beers ( drinking a total of 2 liters of beer, as I usually don’t drink the last few sips), shared a small nacho-dish with Daniel and had half a kebab when I got home. Here is the calorie count from the four hour session:
- Beer: 750
- Half plate w. nachos: 350
- Half kebab with fries: 450
- = Total: 1550 kcal
Since I had a 300 kcal breakfast (not so hungry) and a 450 kcal lunch, my total kcal intake yesterday was 2300 kcal only. My requirements vary between 2000 and 2400, depending on my level of activity (which was low yesterday)- so at best I might have gone 300 kcal over my ‘daily limit’.
If I had a larger lunch, ordered a hamburger with fries, and eaten a whole kebab I would have gone aprox 2000 kcal over my limit the least, and if this was a weekly habit of mine this would mean that I would gain over 1 kg a month, or 15 kg a year. WOW! Have you done the math on your afterwork?
I feel gooood! *moonwalking* At 10:30 today I and Cecilia presented our thesis, and defended our work. Everything went smoothly, and the whole thing felt really good. The picture is taken straight after the thesis defense. We are soaking up some sun whilst adding some suggested changes to our thesis, mostly some punctuation errors and adding our search words (used for the database search for original articles) to the summary and abstract. I believe that our thesis is of high enough standard to get published and I am going to spend the next couple of weeks trying to do just that. Wish me luck! Read about my bachelor thesis
I really should blog more often, but working nights has really taken a toll on me and yesterday I slept until four in the afternoon, waking up just in time to have dinner. I suspect sleeping without my dear husband also makes it hard to fall asleep; the bed seems empty and cold without him.
Saturday was my last night at the bar for quite a while, as I’ll start my internship at the hospital in two weeks after presenting thesis work next week. I put on a little show just for just for fun on Saturday at the Crazy Piano nightclub in Stavanger (Norway), to prove us dietitians are not that boring. I’ve been dancing my whole life, everything from disco to salsa, and for the last few years belly dancing. If you haven’t tried belly dancing, you most definitive should! I actually dare to say that this is how I got my abs, (together with a healthy diet and plenty of other exercise) and my confidence when it comes to showing them off. It is a technical dance that can be hard to master if you aim to master it completely (other than just shaking your bum with a ‘money-belt’), so it is a true pleasure to learn as you can always advance further. On contrary to what many believe, it is not about shaking your bum and boobs, but mastering all the small and large muscles, isolating some, while letting other muscles relax.
The show was popular, but I wasn’t as smooth as I would have been if dancing on the floor, as the 45cm wide bar-top did not allow for any smooth turns and people were ordering and paying for drinks between my legs. Nonetheless I sure had a blast, and received many encouraging comments afterwards when I went back to working in the bar.
Now I am back on the road, and back to Gothenburg again, leaving some of my craziness behind me at the Crazy Piano., but my belly dancing gear is with me and I’ll put on plenty of shows at home (and I suspect Daniel, my husband, is very thankful for that).
