Coffee! After my run! Wheeeee!
Thanks to a little big cup of coffee I was able to hold out for some granola to bake and add to my breakfast.
Sprinkling granola on top of overnight oats is the stuff dreams are made of.
Yes, there really are overnight oats buried under Mt. Banana, Almond Butter River and Granola Land Mine.
What happens when you make juice but you take too long snapping pictures of it?
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It gets snatched.
What do you call a Chocolate Breakfast Cookie eaten at 11:30AM?
Chocolate Brunch Cookie.
What time to do you eat your curried chick pea sandwich and steamed veggies for lunch if you eat a Chocolate Brunch Cookie at 11:30AM?
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2:30PM.
What do you take out the door for a snack so you don’t grocery shop hungry and buy everything and anything that looks good?
Walnuts and Craisins.
File this one under:
What the Hell Am I Up to Today.
Why I’m trying to get this young coconut open, you see.
This is my second young coconut. Getting these things open is no small task. Considering the ones in my bra aren’t so young anymore I was inspired to try, try again. And a special thanks to Linda for additional inspiration and her fabulous idea to use a mallet instead of trying to cut this thing open with an axe and keeping my hand behind my back to ensure “I don’t lose it”, as Natalia Rose would say.
Someone got the memo that it’s August and is supposed to be hot and humid here in upstate NY. I give! I give! The AC is on. Zak (and his brush) are back to work today. If he gets to spend the day in an air conditioned office so do we.
Today’s workout has been rescheduled to this evening to attend a yoga class. My first class, yoga or otherwise, in a very long time. My friend Andrea goes regularly and she suggested I could go as her guest at her YMCA class.
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.)
The schedule is a little thrown off with Zakattack not here to stay with the girls while I run, ride or otherwise escape first thing in the morning. My run for today has been pushed back a couple of hours.
I started the morning out right with a glass of green lemonade, a la Natalia Rose.
I stocked up on ginger the last time I was at the grocery store. Considering I only use an inch or two at a time, I think this ginger tree should last me a while, no?
Check out this email I that was waiting for me from Zak’s Aunt Ellen when I got home from my bike ride this morning!
Funny you should mention a juicer. The other day I was thinking that you might like my Dad’s juicer that has been looking for a new home, after having sat on my basement shelf for some time now. It is an ACME Supreme Juicerator Model 5001. My Dad was definitely ahead of his time as he was using flax seed oil, some raw foods and other nutritional ideas back in the day. You are welcome to try it out and see if it meets your needs. If it meets your needs you may keep it. If it doesn’t, you may still keep it!
I was excited to get up and go for a long bike ride this morning. I love running but riding is great too. I love how much farther I can go in less time, riding through town and through the neighborhoods in the early morning hours when it’s quiet and there’s hardly any traffic. In just under an hour I managed to go 15 miles.
Before I left on my ride I finished up the last of the cut up watermelon, so I spent some time this morning prepping more melon among other fruits and veggies.
Today’s workout can be filed under: ohmygodwhatthehellhappenedtothishouse?!
You know it’s been a busy weekend when the house is a disaster on Monday morning.
I knew a rest day was in order when I wasn’t pumped about my run yesterday. Even though I was glad I ran after I got going, my reluctance was also my sign that it was time for a day off.
I swapped today’s work out time for an hour of getting caught up house work and then another hour catching up on emails and cleaning up my desk. Around 8 I felt hungry enough for breakfast.
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