So, Friday tends to be the day in which the wheels come flying off. I don't know about you, but by the time I hit this glorious day, I'm tired from the week and am feeling a bit confident for the great weekend ahead. I get lazy, leave my breakfast and lunch at home and then wind up shoving my face full of grease and binge drinking the night away. Ah, how wonderful those days were when my metabolism could keep up.
Bound and determined that wasn't going to occur, I set off on my quest. I went to Dunkin Donuts, per usual, but this time ordered my coffee black (insert AIRPLANE! joke, though it isn't true). Instead of losing a few points on their fatty cream, I instead waited till I got to work and subsituted my fat free half and half. By the way, fat free half and half is the bomb digity. Why the overused, outdated slang phrase to describe this creamy delight, you ask? Honestly, I can't tell the difference between it and the real stuff.
I decided to be good today and avoid Chipotle (later blog post, stay tuned) and went to Sopraffina, a great Italian joint down Jackson Blvd. a bit. So, I thought it was a great plan: get a nice walk in, get a salad, walk back and grade some papers during my lunch. On the way there, I became observant of the food choices in my path. Let's count them, shall we: three Dunkin Donuts, Two McDonalds and a Chipotle. As I was reeling over the pitfalls, I started humming "The Twelve Days of Christmas" to myself, yet substituting all the yummy food places in the place of Pied Pipers and Geese a' laying. How everyone in the loop isn't morbidly obese is beyond me.
Today concluded week one of my Couch to Five K training. Just eight more weeks to go. Honestly, I kinda like it...
Time for a new blog segment called...
Food Landmine
The food which nearly derailed me today is none other than the delightful Girl Scout Thin Mint Cookie. I swear, these cute little girls with pig tails are a part of an evil empire with aspirations to pork us all up. Someone from my office brought a box and dumped it on the counter next to the Keurig. Jerk.
HAM of the Day
Nanook of the North: The person who insists on wearing a full stocking cap in the gym. Don't know about you, but I'm so warm working out, I'd do it naked if my man boobs wouldn't knock out the person next to me.
Jam of the Day
Not sure about you, but I hate stretching at the gym. Seems pointless. However, I know it's really important. So, the JAM of the Day for today is the SOS Band's, "Take Your Time (Do it Right)". Whenever you want to give up on the hamstring stretch, just remember to take your time, do it right! You can do it, do it tonight!
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