What up, boos! I cannot express how thrilled I am that I didn’t scare you away with my Ped Egg pic. Love that thing! And Matty Rich had a ballin’ day yesterday. Not only did all your compliments make his ego even bigger (M.Rich, you know I’m kidding), but he also got a job. Hollaaaa!
My Monday was less exciting, though. I couldn’t sleep worth a darn Sunday night and I awoke at 5am for a workout. Guess what I still can’t do? Snap decent pictures of my beloved Jerz Guids:
I did the usual ab-day workout. Forty minutes of intervals on the elliptical
(at level five tor 2 minutes, then level 10 for 2 minutes), 100 crunches while holding ball/weight thing, 50 reps of four different ab workouts I can’t explain and three sets of 10 leg pull-up things on a hangy machine. You see why I don’t normally share this? Exactly.
After a solid, sweaty workout I pranced home, disrobed and hopped into the shower. Having not showered since Saturday, sista needed it! Much to my horror, I found that after running the water for 10 minutes, there still was no hot water! Desperate, I hand-washed the essentials.
There is no better way to wake up your body, mind and soul than splashing freezing water on your lady parts. Worked better than any cup of caffeine I’ve ever had.
Semi-clean and heavily spritzed, I made it to work and finally warmed up:
A few weeks ago, I won Katie’s NuNaturals giveaway. The loot was waiting for me when I went to Cinci over the holiday, and Katie and NuNaturals hooked me up. Thank you! Now I’m sweetening everything with these little babies:
I only need half the packet or less to get the sweetness I want. Sweetness in my food, that is. I still need some suga from another source, ya dig?
A good chunk of the morning was spent blogging and blog reading. J’adore! I missed all your beautiful faces! I broke only to use the loo and snack:
My appetite was sad and minimal yesterday and absolutely nothing sounded good for lunch. At 2:15pm I finally fetched assorted veggies from a nearby health shop:
In the container: acorn squash that was so salty I couldn’t eat it, chickpea salad, greens and ‘fu salad, brussels soaked in olive oil (lick), kabocha with onions and, according to its label, muffuletta tempeh. It was OK, I just wasn’t feeling food at the moment. Shame on me!
The office was dead in the afternoon. To fill the time, I read, read, read blogs and pondered my winter class schedule. I may finally be able to fulfill my fantasy of having an affair with a professor. I’ll report on this when the quarter has commenced.
I walked my hiney to the Path train at 5:15 and gazed at the lights en route:
When I got back to Hoboken, I shopped in CVS and Garden of Eden for an hour. It’s dangerous to shop in CVS when new beauty products have arrived. It’s even more dangerous to shop in Garden of Eden when you’re hungry.
For dinner, I wanted veggies but not in salad or soup form. This is why I love snack plates oh so much:
On the plate: 1/2 of a boiled sweet potato, raw green beans, carrot, “raw” tempeh, cucumber and Happy Herbert’s oat bran pretzels (times seven, at least). I loved this dinner:
All dinner components were dipped into zeese:
Eating continued with two large bowls of Cheerios with almond milk:
My bod is not very hungry during the day, but as soon as night hits, the appetite is fierce. I do not mind one bit.
What’s also fierce is this Target jaqueta I received for my birthday in November. We reunited over the holiday:
A surefire way to stick out like a sore thumb in NYC: wear a non-black coat. Underneath, I rocked:
This picture reminds me that a few weeks ago, a gentleman informed me that I have thick thighs. Now, I know he meant this as a compliment, and I’d totally love to own it, but something in me was offended. Yes, I’m embarrassed and ashamed to admit that, but it bothered me. Because years of cheerleading and dance equal strong thighs forever, I’m comfortable and happy knowing that I’m not going to have runway twiglet thighs. But “thick?”
What I also find startling and hilarious is that I very recently received yet another comment about my “underweight appearance.” Here’s what I’ve learned: Screw ’em all. Love what you’ve got. Work it.
Anyway, I’m in love with this little sweater. Guess where it’s from:
Before tossing and turning in bed for the night, I watched Wedding Crashers. That movie never gets old with me. It’s brilliant.
Who’s free tonight and wants to go out?! I have no plans for the day other than to be merry and stay warm. My underweight thick thighs and I are ready for a night of pubbing!
Ciao for now,
QUESTION: Have you ever received a comment about your body that irked you? If so, what was said? And what was your sassy response?
I don’t even think I had a response. I just laughed. I do, however, receive “You’re so tall!” frequently. That doesn’t bother me, but it’s like, duh, I know. I’ve been 5’10” for years.
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