Thursday, March 31, 2011

Are You Sure This Isn't Ice Cream?

i like to eat. shocker. ok, well it's true. in order to keep my metabolism pumpin' (remember the whole cupcakes, cakes, ice cream, anything sweet every single day thing?), i eat three meals a day, a mid-day snack and dessert after dinner (on most days).

i love snack time because it brings me back to miss red's class when i was in kindergarten and life was a lot simpler. side note: one time for halloween, i dressed up as my teacher, miss red. what was my costume you ask? oh, you know, just head-to-toe red clothing. the creativity thing started long ago, folks. ridiculous.

Monday, March 28, 2011

A Quick 30

I have a bunch of things to get done tonight. Finish online traffic school (i got my first speeding ticket...i know! i'm sorry! but that's pretty good for almost a 8-year clean streak!), edit my resume, blah blah...because i have tons to do, i decided to do a quick workout so i could get home to get my stuff done.

on most days after work, i'll either run, take an hour-long kickboxing or yoga class, but when i'm limited on time or don't feel like being in the gym with all the other gross sweaty people, i will do a quick 30 minute interval run. doing speed training like this is not only very good for your heart, but can drastically improve your endurance and performance on longer runs.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

cavemen and bananas

this past week, i did the Paleo diet in preparation for another one of my 10-mile runs. it's supposed to improve athletic performance and enhance overall health. paleo is basically eating only what the cavemen supposedly ate (from the paleolithic era)...think: lean meats, fruit, veggies, nuts, and seeds. that's. it. no processed junk? ideal. no dairy (cheese, milk, sour cream, etc.), no beans, no pasta, potatoes or rice? B-O-R-I-N-G. i did great, had lot's of energy and definitely saw a time and energy improvement on my ten-miler. the week was good, but i do not envy cavemen. i have now resumed my normal healthy eating that includes whole grains :) carb-lover party of one? here!

so, i survived, but the worst part? it meant that i had to pass up one of my favorite things ever. ever. ever. cake....BANANA cake. not just any old banana cake, but my own recipe for a banana nut cream cake with a salted caramel drizzle covered with vanilla buttercream frosting. i'll wait here a minute while you go grab a towel to wipe up the puddle of drool on your keyboard.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

chunk a chocolate chip

let's get one thing straight. i love sugar. oh, already knew that? ok, now that we got the whole "first step is to admit" thing done, let's continue.

i love chocolate chip cookies, but i only love good chocolate chip cookies. in my opinion, there are some foods that are good regardless if they're not that good. you know exactly what i'm talking about. pizza, for instance, is good no matter what. hot, cold, homemade, from a box or from the local pizza joint. even if the cheese is lousy and the sauce is sub-par, it's still pizza, and thus, still good. you tracking with me? ok, great. chocolate chip cookies do NOT fall into this category.

Friday, March 11, 2011

cry baby

there i was. driving to work at about 6:45am. slurping back my bold, black coffee and boom! kaiser permanente got me. sneaky devils.

they had some radio ad about smell being the sense most closely tied to memory and how we all have memories of smells and most of the time they are food-related. they were encouraging listeners to make those recipes that have memories behind them.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me I'm the....

i ran track in high school. to be more specific, i ran HURDLES in track in high school. oh, p.s. i'm 5'1"...on a good day.  here, i'll wait a minute and let you make the jokes...

did you run under them? did they lower the hurdles especially for you? laugh it up chuckles. much to the surprise of everyone around me, i made varsity as a freshman and went on to win "hurdler of the year"...the classic underdog-wouldn't-expect-for-a-second success story. moral of the story? don't let people lower the bar for you.