Good morning and happy almost-weekend! I’ve already had a completely satisfying day thus far, and it’s only 11:45! But, alas, that is a story for another day. That day would be tomorrow. Hehe 🙂
To be perfectly honest, I can barely remember yesterday! Thank heavens for food photography. I started the morning with a nutritious breakfast, brought to you by Mr. Golden Corn VitaTop.
I crumbled him up and sprinkled him between layers of Fage 0% (finally caved and splurged) and a red plum. I have a feeling the last weeks of summer fruit are upon us!
The rest of the morning was spent folding laundry and cleaning. Although it was fun while it lasted, it was time for my surrogate Laundry Boyfriend to go.
Mid-clean, I stopped for an Amazing Grass-1/2 banana-PB shake:
Then I packed up my lunch and scooted into the city, just in time for my Vinyasa class. I was in the right class this time, and my muscles were very happy about it. The class kicked my butt… for some reason, no matter how much strength training I do, my arms never seem strong enough! I fell over in Crow again, but I laughed it off and promised myself that one day, however far away that day may be, I will be able to do it.
After yoga, I was more than ready for lunch. It was cold and windy outside, so in the spirit of all things “Vigilante“, I unpacked the items I’d brought…
Black-eyed peas, tomatoes, sprouts, carrots, and hummus:
1 heart of romaine:
I assembled my salad:
I only looked a little bit guilty while I ate 😉
Edible magazines are promoting Terry Walters’ Clean Food book (which I really need to check out) in such an innovative way… with basil seeds! What a great idea. I just have to find a place to plant them that gets enough sunlight!
After lunch, I wandered aimlessly for a bit to kill some time before work. Things have gotten a little crazy for me recently, and I’ve found myself to be… more emotional than I usually am. It’s a difficult time for all post-grads (and everyone else!); I’m just trying to find ways to tackle and take charge of it. This blondie (from the Union Square Farmer’s Market) helped.
It was very heavy, but the sugar and butter made me feel better. There’s a lot to be said for comfort food!
I sat on a stoop (one of my favorite things to do in the city) and traveled back to 1960s Paris…
I drank the wheat grass at work, mixed with water and a squirt of fresh- squeezed OJ.
The restaurant was pretty dead last night, and since I was closing, the clock seemed to move unbearably slowly. I was anticipating my 6 mile run in the morning, and all I wanted to do was get in bed and go to sleep.
Dinner was a lovely salad: mixed greens with tomatoes, red pepper, celery, walnuts, and… grilled shrimp. Muy bien!
I ate an apple on the way out the door…
… and decided to splurge on a cab. I’ve finally figured out the fastest and cheapest route home, and in terms of time and safety, is really worth spending the money on when it’s late. I was in bed at 12:45, and although my mind raced just thinking about my long run, I fell right to sleep.
I’m on a strict time budget today, so please forgive my good-blog-friend tardiness. Have a great day!