The last time I wrote, it was the day before my birthday. I was probably happy. Excited that my birthday was the next day. But then…
My phone was stolen from the bathroom at the gym because I stupidly set it down and left it there. This really has nothing to do with being healthy, but you know, it happened at the gym. Needless to say, I was angry, upset, and I cried a lot. I actually ended up getting it back thanks to my awesome gym management. The ding dong who stole it seemed to forget there is something called security cameras. In any case, since it was such a small amount of time in between when I went in the bathroom and went back in to retrieve my phone, we were able to narrow it down and get my phone back. It kind of ruined my birthday, though. No “happy birthday” phone calls or text messages. That’s sort of half the fun. I guess there is always next year.
I did have a delicious birthday brunch at Common Roots Cafe in Minneapolis.
Lemon Ricotta Pancakes with Raspberries. Literally to die for.
Even more amazing company. My pals Jen, Erica and Mary (who was taking the picture) were all there to celebrate with me. I could not have been more thrilled to share my day with them. Lots of laughter and fun.
That night, my amazing dad made a DELICIOUS meal. We had chicken with pineapple served on rice.
The chef hard at work (aka: my father, the hero.)
The final product. It was sooo delicious. My dad is amazing at making random concoctions.
And what is a birthday without a little cake?
Yes, I am now officially twenty-seven. It feels so weird.
Beyond my birthday, I’ve been struggling with my eating. French fries always sound better than salad, a mocha always sounds better than iced tea or water. Tacos always sound better than chicken. I just need to get off my lazy hiney and figure this out. I know what I need to do to eat right, it’s just the matter of taking a second to breath to allow myself to do so. I’ve found that my entire social agenda is focused around eating out. That must change. It has to. It is very hard to eat out and stay on track. rawr.
On the flip side? I love going to boot camp every day, I participated in a pilates class (my first ever!) on Saturday and I loved it. I am liking working out again. I like to sweat, ya’ll.
What is your favorite part about working out?
What is your favorite lunch recipe you bring to work/school/etc.?
When you’ve gotten off the train of being healthy, how have you gotten back on the train?