it’s wednesday afternoon.
sweet.
my day started off with a bang. there was so much action, in fact, that i even put my morning blogging ritual on the table for later — unthinkable! actually, i just felt like getting my 7 miler tempo out of the way and for some reason i’m being a total drama queen. but a happy, relaxed drama queen.
did i mention that i was writing from the couch?
i did in fact go to work today (and give my presentation for morning report, which i think went well). and afterwards, i drove to chapel hill because we were supposed to get to observe and discuss the autism screening process at the (rather well-known and respective) autism center there. so i went, but the patient was a teenager and declined the extra observers. i was actually a little sad because i haven’t seen testing in an older kid and it would have been interesting, but i wasn’t too sad, because . . .
well, i’m rather enjoying the couch. i think a siesta might be in order . . .
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2.3.09
workout: on tuesday i took a rest day. i used the morning to finish up my powerpoint instead. plus, i really have trouble gearing up for speedwork when my long run soreness is not completely gone! today’s AM tempo went well, though.
doin’ time: i wasn’t feelin’ my run, and i also wasn’t feelin’ martha last night. specifically, i was not in the mood for the chicken i had planned. her winter section has many chicken recipes and i knew it might become challenging not to get sick of it (although to her credit, she really came up with a lot of variations — from mexican to morrocan and beyond!). so instead i turned to the omelet master for help with an emergency backup dinner: broccoli & cheddar omelets, served with whole wheat naan, because we’re international like that.
finished product!
i was worried that my big pieces of broccoli would not allow for a structurally sound omelet, but the omelet master is seriously good at what he does, and it was perfect.
reading: well, no actual reading, but i spent considerable time finishing up the presentation i gave today. so that’s good enough for me.
3 Comments
I get tired of chicken too, especially because I live alone, so if I buy a package of chicken I have to eat it every day so it doesn’t go bad.
You go happy, relaxed drama queen!
(OK, that phrase doesn’t sound as good typed out…)
do you think omelet making is genetically transmitted?