This is hardly news, but I have a horrible sense of direction. As it turns out, I also lack the ability to gauge distances. On Sundays, I walk to the gym. I thought it was about a mile or a mile and a half, and so I was thinking about running there — though I do have the problem of how I’m supposed to carry anything! And yes, I would have worn running shoes — consider me duly reprimanded! (I know this is tangential, but I just have to share the fact that I had a dream the other night in which I was running in proper shoes, and my left foot stepped on my right lace and I landed on my face on the pavement. This phenomenon is actually not unheard of, though I did not trip on my own shoelace that time!) Anyway, I went to Google Maps to find out the actual distance between my house and the gym — and I was way, way off. Depending on the route, it’s either 2.8 or 2.9 miles. That wasn’t going to happen. And besides, I’d feel like an idiot running outside. One day, maybe!
There has been a package of orange cranberry mini muffins in my freezer for the longest time. I decided I ought to actually start eating them, so I diced one up, microwaved, and added it to vanilla yogurt.
Oh. Why haven’t I tried these before?? Loved the citrusy flavor!
The prescriptions from my endocrinologist arrived in the mail yesterday. I am now completely baffled; I thought he was halving the dosage, but the prescription he sent me is for a quarter of what I was taking. I think he was under the impression that I was taking half of what I really was, which would explain the mix-up… in the meantime, I’ve called in a refill for my old prescription. If I can cut it in half, I can cut it in four, right? Though the smaller the dosage gets, the more I freak out. Now is it obvious why I don’t even want to think about being on anti-depressants?? I do not like being dependent on a pill!
I used the brown rice tortillas to make a sprouts-and-hommus wrap… or, what was supposed to be a wrap.
As you can see, it sort of split when I rolled it up. It still tasted good, but it was not very pretty!
Despite drowning in a crazy amount of last-minute schoolwork (shoot me!!), I did manage to get to the pet store today…
The Salad to End All Salads, however, was not camera shy.
Romaine, asparagus, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, green beans, Smart Dog, whole grain rotini. And a watermelon plate. I am sure you now understand why I never show full-plate photos.
I see my nutritionist tomorrow. I am not very excited about this, to say the least, but I’ve already rambled enough so I won’t even go there. I will say this: I don’t want to go back to work!! Sigh. At least it’s warm out, even if it is about a million percent humidity.
Have a great start to your week.
“Everything I eat has been proved by some doctor or other to be a deadly poison, and everything I don’t eat has been proved to be indispensable for life. But I go marching on. “
~George Bernard Shaw