It’s a miracle, everyone. Meghan, my boyfriend, and I finally woke up at 5 am and went to the gym this morning. That’s the first time this week. And it comes after four other failed attempts. 1 outta 5 ain’t bad right?
Before this morning, this is how I felt about our efforts (or lack thereof) this week.
Well at least we got up and did it today. That counts for something. And I got a nice leg day out of it since I was unable to do that last night with my man. I was sick all day yesterday and had all of about zero energy. I mustered up just enough energy in order to walk around the gym aimlessly, contemplating whether or not I was going to attempt a workout. Inevitably, after walking back and forth across the weight room floor about, oh, seven times, I made my way out of the gym and went to Kroger so I could walk around there aimlessly for 25 minutes, contemplating which kind of cookies I wanted, and in the end, not buying any of them. Super
successful failed attempt at…everything.
For realsville, I’m glad I didn’t work out last night. I needed to rest so I could feel better this morning and kill it on some squats and dead lifts. Which I did 🙂
Here’s some stuff I cooked and ate – sorry, I’m not good at using descriptive words.
Chocolate Raspberry Coconut Mug Cake
- 1 banana
- 1 egg
- 1 tbsp cocoa powder
- 1 tbsp shredded coconut
- 1 small handful fresh raspberries
- 1 packet stevia
- Stir all ingredients together
- Pour into a large mug
- Microwave for 3 minutes
- Enjoy 🙂
This recipe was really simple and the chicken turned out perfectly – the resulting product was true to the pictures on her site.
Side note: After sitting in the condiment aisle for way too long, reading ingredients, and weighing my options, I decided to buy the Kroger brand honey mustard. Of all the honey mustard bottles I picked up (which was all of them), the Kroger brand was the only one that didn’t have high fructose corn syrup listed as an ingredient. And it was two dollars less than the name brands. Come on French’s, what the eff is that b. shit? Moral of the story: you don’t always have to spend more to be healthy.
Since I can’t cook well enough to create recipes on my own, I like to follow recipes I find all over blogland. One of my biggest pet peeves is spending the time, effort, money, energy, etc. to create one of these amazing recipes and have it turn out literally nothing like it was supposed to. I’m sure some of it is because I’m not domestic in the slightest, however, most of it is because, well, I don’t know why. But I hate it so much. Why can’t they just turn out how they’re supposed to?? If anyone can help me out with answering this, I would really appreciate it. Because this shit is getting old.
Back to this morning – after the gym, we immediately went to Kroger. There was only one item on our shopping list: Birthday Cake Oreos. If you haven’t tried them, don’t. They will be the end of you.
When we got back, Meghan dunked hers in coconut milk and I expressed to her and my boyfriend that I was going to eat mine with goat milk. They were both immediately disgusted, as they detest even the sight of the carton in our fridge. My man’s reply was this: “Ugh, that stuff literally tastes like butter from a butthole.” Not sure what that means, but maybe I’m into that sort of thing. I’m not. But I also think goat milk is delicious. It’s super rich and creamy, which I love. Whole milk is my favorite and this reminds me of it. Yum yummy yummers and such.
Here’s my breakfast, complete with goat milk and oreos. I thought Meghan and my dude would appreciate this:
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. Seriously can’t believe it’s already Friday, eek! <—Haha, so silly because I don’t “eek!”
Happy Birthday to Beth at Mangoes & Miles!!!
What is everyone doing this weekend? Date night tonight, Walk, Wag, n Run 5k tomorrow 🙂 I hope every Atlanta blogger signed up for this!
Does anyone else experience what I do when it comes to recipe results? Or are you scoffing at the mere thought because you’re just that amazing?
Am I the only one who likes goat milk?