For the sake of letting the men in my life continue to believe that women do not poop, belch or fart, I’ll happily play along with their belief that we ladies don’t have any questionable bodily functions.
For instance, the burrito salad I had last night didn’t leave me feeling bloated.
Not at all…
Hypothetically, had the burrito left me waddling around with a food baby, it quite possibly would have been worth it for the mounds of guacamole, sour cream and the pillowy pocket of refried beans and Daiya…
Hypothetically, of course.
While I’d never admit to a burbling belly after a huge dinner, I’m not one to hide the delightful grossness that accompanies a good gym sesh!
I woke up this morning freakishly excited about foot blisters and chafing that appeared after last night’s successful 2.5 mile run!
Only a runner would be excited about a raw patch of skin on her foot and thigh!
No pain, no gain…right?
Besides, I see them as badges of honor – badges that represent me finally getting off my tush and back into the running game! Running with blisters, chafed patches and shin splints isn’t horrendous…just as long as those are the extent of my running “injuries”
Oh the joys of training!
Good morning! Hope you’re all feeling good after the three-day weekend!
Mine kicked off with an awesome Saturday night trip to Derby Lane, a dog racing track in Saint Petersburg.
I had no idea what was going on for the first several races, but I caught on to the basics pretty quickly: you eat, you drink, dogs chase a mechanical rabbit, you peruse a program and attempt to understand the barrage of numbers and you toss a few bucks down on the dog you think has the best chance of winning (or the one who has the coolest name).
Got it? Good.
The buffet was mainly seafood, but I still managed to get my fill of asparagus and roasted veggies.
Since I’m not a big gambler, the $2 buy-in was the perfect way to try my hand at betting without wagering anything I would be majorly upset to lose.
I lost a few, but I lucked out on one quiniela – a choice of two dogs to come in first and second (in either order).
I walked away with a whopping thirty bucks. Heck, I tripled what I came with – that’s good enough for me!
The next two days were spent chillin’ out, maxin, relaxing all cool…and eating some more traditional 4th of July fare with the Coach and his family.
You’ll be seeing plenty of that salad around here for the next few days – I grabbed several more bags of it at Publix after falling in love with it on Sunday!
Time to toss back a quick smoothie and get Hales downstairs!
Welcome back to the real world!
Are you a gambler, or are you more financially conservative like me? What are your thoughts on trying your luck?