Take a Breather

May 9, 2010 at 7:21 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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All day yesterday I thought, “I really need to stop and blog for a minute.  I really need to take a breather.”

That moment NEVER came.

It almost showed up when we got home last night at 11:50 and I thought, “if I blog now, I can still count it as writing for today.”  Nope.  Sleep took over.  Sorry about that, gente :(.

Let’s back up a little, mmk?

Friday night, after work, Sam picked me up with a special visitor in tow — his Uncle John.  John was in town to give a guest lecture to the university’s business school classes and the three of us took the opportunity to have dinner.  It didn’t take much discussion — Stephen’s was hands down the winner for dinner (a little rhyming, no?).

I love Stephen’s — it’s one of the nicer eateries in our small town.  Sam and I had our first anniversary dinner there, so I’ll always have warm feelings for that restaurant.  Stephen’s serves amazing food with simple flavor combinations and excellent wines.  Yes, please!

Dinner got underway with a standard spinach salad…

And then really picked up steam with the Roasted Pork Tenderloin (marinated in an apple cider vinegar and brown sugar reduction with a strip of Applewood bacon), Asiago mashed potatoes (oh, Stephen, you are too good) and a corn salsa with green and yellow peppers.  The corn was slightly buttery and the peppers gave a nice kick.  An awesome meal overall.  I just wish the pictures had turned out better so you could drool a little more ;).

After a late night out, I slept in on Saturday morning — a rarity.  I got up just in time to make what was possibly the best oatmeal ever.  All this time, I had been preparing my Trader Joe’s Steel Cut Oats as the package directs — 3/4 cup water and 1/4 cup oats.  I was so naive.  I was such a rule-follower.  I was SO wrong.

Yesterday, I revolutionized my oats by using 1/2 cup milk and 1/4 cup of water.  What resulted were much creamier, smoother oats.  Love it.  I think the add-ins may have also helped up the “stellar” level on this baby:

That’s banana, tablespoon of chunky PB, a small palmful of dark chocolate chips and a small palmful of Trader Joe’s Oats and Bran Swirls crushed up.  This oatmeal tasted like a cookie.  I only wish I’d had more time to savor it, but I was in a rush to get dressed, drop Sam off at his soccer game (I felt slightly a-la-soccer-mom reminding him to use his mouth guard!) and then booking it to a Pilates class at the gym.

This was my first Pilates class and I wasn’t sure what to expect.  I arrived and the lights in the room were low, the music was soft and everyone was on a mat with their shoes off.  I’m going to get a hard workout from this? I smirked. Oh, please.

For the next 45 minutes, we worked through a series of controlled movements designed to focus on your core.  There were slow raise-ups, slow sit-downs, legs in the air, pulsing positions, rings were used — craziness ensued.  I thought if the instructor said, “last one” only to move on to a more complicated, longer set of exercises, I was going to throw my Pilates ring at her.

I hurt so good this morning.  I woke up and laughed at something Sam said and then immediately regretted it.  My “inner girdle” is howling — the sign of a good workout.  I’ll be back…this time, with a little more understanding and little less inclination to play ring toss.

Lunch was quick and delish: an egg sandwich with avocado and a scant bit of mayo.  Yes, real mayo.  Hellman’s actually.  Mayonnaise, in it’s original form, is natural.  I never feel bad using a little bit of something natural as opposed to a ton of something un-natural and chemically altered (*ahem* Miracle Whip *ahem* fat free Mayo).

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The rest of Saturday afternoon was spent trying to tame the wild beast that is our backyard.  We live on about 3/4 of an acre and much of it has a “natural” habitat feel to it due to mature pine trees and a plethora of wildlife.  The rest has a “natural” habitat feel to it because we’re not very good at keeping on top of weeding.  *shame face*  I know when they talk about us, our neighbors probably say things like, “oh, look, those neighbor kids are out taking care of their yard — ’bout time”.

Sam and I met our friends, Bob and Megan, for dinner and a movie.  We ate at the new Mexican restaurant in town and I ordered my standard usual:

Chicken enchiladas.  Not as good as the ones at that hole-in-the-wall our family found post-Flying Pig.  I ate ’em anyway.  I also imbibed a little:

I love those glasses.  The creator of the cactus-stemmed Margarita glass should be knighted.  So clever, yet so kitchy.  So universally accepted by female drinkers worldwide.

We split up for the movies, guys vs. girls.

The Backup Plan…

And Iron Man 2.

Can you guess who went where?  By the by, I don’t know that I would recommend The Back Up Plan as a date night movie — there’s a particularly graphic water birth scene I think only women are strong enough to view.

Just sayin’.

And that brings us up to speed.  I’m just chillin’ in my bathrobe, sipping coffee and noshing on some of those tasty Oat and Bran Swirls from my bud Joe, typing up my post.

I’ve got a little work to do on the blog today and four miles to pound out for my 10K training.  I officially registered for the race on Friday and I am so excited.  I think I’ll go check in with Roommate Rachel (who is running it with me) and see how she’s doing. 🙂

Happy Sunday.  Remember to take a breather.

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  1. I just started doing Pilates once a week and it’s insaaaaaaaane! My body hurts so good the next day, especially that transverse abdominal muscle and my hip flexors. Oh and under my armpits. Intense. I love it! It’s so much different than anything I’ve ever done before.

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