You are in luck. Today you’ve got front row seats to an epic battle.
Vegetables vs. The Juicer. Place your bets.
In this corner we’ve got raw fruits and vegetables. Teeming with live enzymes, antioxidants, vitamins and minerals. A tough crowd to take down, their approach will most likely be a herd attack.
And this corner:
The Supreme Juicerator.
He may be old. He may have been a hand-me-down. But he’s a beast and has yet to meet his match.
(My money’s on The Juice.)
When I wasn’t eating fruit this morning, was drinking green lemonade.
Juice for two.
Green Lemonade is even growing on Zak. (Maybe he should see a doctor about that.)
And after juice, I did exactly what I said I wasn’t going to do. I googled.
If your pupa has been very dark for over 48 hours, it is probably dead.
I’m almost positive our little buddy is gone. He started turning brown well over 48 hours ago. They are supposed to be green and plump until they are about to emerge but ours is brown and looking kind of shrivled.
I planned a long ride for this morning knowing I didn’t have to rush back with Zakman on vacation.
I prepped a pound of strawberries and chowed about half a pound before my ride.
Headed out on my bike on this perfect summer morning for 15.4 miles in 1 hour and 1 minute.
Upon my return I promptly polished off the other half pound of strawberries and the last of my pineapple too.
Yes, I practice dish conservation.
I checked in on our little buddy this morning too.
After my HFCS tirade this morning, I made some green juice that I enjoyed with live entertainment.
I continue to be amazed at how satisfying green lemonade is.
I also continued to be amazed at how long a yellow, slippery piece of plastic can keep a child entertained.
I had a meeting to go to for one of the classes Ava attends as a homeschooler this afternoon. I ate a banana on my way but only have an empty shell of a banana to show for it.
And my buddy Lara rode shot gun.
Since Zak is off this week and I had a bout of insomnia last night (coffee in the morning and caffeinated tea in the afternoon are my suspected culprits) I slept in this morning and headed out for my run around 8.
My workouts this week are going to be scheduled with a 5K this Saturday in mind. I’m hoping to beat my 5K PR (personal record) from this spring and run it faster than 23:21. Getting my runs in early this week so I can rest toward the end of the week and (hopefully) kick my own ass on Saturday.
Yesterday’s party started with a treasure hunt, or more accurately, we went letterboxing!
We traveled around their neighborhood following clues to find our “treasure”, which contains a stamp and a stamp pad. You use the stamp in the box to stamp your letterboxing journal, and then you stamp your own personal stamp on the pad found in the box to show that you’ve been there, for others who find the box to see.
We were instructed to start at Clue 2. Our first stop was a community garden.
Stop #2, a tree stump in another community garden!
My morning run got pushed back to HOT o’clock due to Zak working late and these little ones who insist on calling me mom being up early.
So instead of getting my jog on, I got my juice on.
Behold the Tower of Juice.
When the man finally rose from his slumber I got a move on headed out for what was to be a totally hot run. 5.89 in 48 minutes. It’s a good thing I don’t have testicles because I definitely would have sweated them off today.
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