I have a radar for certain things…one of which is Whole Foods. It’s a special talent really, and quite handy. Drop me in a foreign neighborhood, and I can sniff out Starbucks and WF like my life meal depends on it.
The weather was SO nice this weekend, Kyle and I spent as much time outside as possible, so I definitely spent a significant chunk of my last paycheck eating out. Who wants to slave away in the kitch when it’s 80 degrees out!? Not exactly the best for the bank account, but my tummy was quite pleased :)
Obviously, it goes without saying that I hit up Whole Foods several times…I even found a new store! While wandering the afternoon away in SoHo, shopping and such, I used my foodie superpower radar (aka whole foodar) and lead us to Bowery and Houston…voila!
I took some time off from photographing this weekend, so sorry about my lack of food porn.
However, I will share a bit of blog worthy news…
OBSESSION ALERT….I don’t know why I decided to try this, after I VOWED I wouldn’t get sucked in…
DAYAM!!
I wanted another 2 hours after I finished this one…it was goooood!
It made that fizz-pop sound when I opened it, which I wasn’t expecting, and was way more tart/sweet that I thought it would be…but it was DELISH!
I’ll admit, the weird floating crap made me a little really nervous. But I went with a fairly safe flavor to start with (passionberry bliss), rather than the scary brownish/gray swamp water original flavor.
So, word of the wise to those who haven’t tried it…if you don’t want to embark on a $3.99/bottle habit (which turns into a $12/day addiction), don’t try this…unfortunately, I’ve already succumb, but SAVE YOURSELVES!!
The usual suspects…
Sorry for the lack of pics!
Turns out I was a slacker all around, as I didn’t really exercise much at all this weekend, either. In fact, I think the nice sunny weather brought out a whole new “sloth” side of me!
To be honest, I was kinda bitter that I didn’t end up signing up for the Brooklyn half marathon, even though I reallllllly wanted to run it. I kept going back and forth the entire month leading up to the race, to run or not to run, that was the question.
In the end, I decided that spending quality time with the fiancĂ© was a wiser choice…but I think I ended up (secretly) resenting him for it (even though he had no idea he had any role in why I didn’t participate)…not really fair, I’m not going to deny that, but I don’t always have entirely rational processes going on in my cabeza…I’m a complicated one :-/
After way too much time mentally moping/feeling sorry for myself on Saturday morning, I decided to confront my issues head on (well, actually, Kyle forced me to). As I reflected on my inner turmoil, and more importantly, the reasons WHY I was feeling so confused...I realized I had a whole mix of emotions going on. I was annoyed (because I seem to have hit a plateau in my workouts and lost the motivation to train) and bummed (because without a race in the future, I have no reason to train).
Turns out, the root of the issue is that I don’t have a race to train for. I believe this is what the professionals call post-partum depression…except, my baby was my half marathon (in late April) so I’m suffering a post-race let down.
It’s like I got bitten by a racing bug, and now I can’t get enough…this lead to a little bit of research, and…now I am a NYRR member!
Here I am, caught in the act of searching for races…
(Please note: the entire couch is empty, as well as the leather chair, and yet, I chose to balance on the uncomfortable wooden arm of the chair)…why? I told you, I’m a complicated one.
If it ‘aint broke…
Repeat it!!!!! I had this toasted melty PB/carob chip heaven every night since I last blogged :)
Back to the routine tomorrow…I have about 500 posts in my google reader to catch up on from the weekend. I love love love having my bberry at work, reading about all my fellow blogger buddies and seeing how creative and inspiring you all are in the kitchen, in the gym, and in all other aspects of life is one of my favorite things! I just can’t get enough of you kids :)