Wow. I think all I did was eat this weekend. Jackpot. It helps that I’m running more, but I’ve also been hungrier more. I have to be careful though, because…well let’s play a game of True or False.
Question: Because you are running, a lot, you can eat, whatever and whenever you want. True or False?
Answer: False. That is false. Just pure lies. Sure, you definitely have a larger calorie deficit but you can’t make life a feeding free for all.
Because I have, let’s look at the highlights.
First we have my friday night babysitting party. My good friend, Ru-bear, indulged in Amy’s pizza. Organic and good. Although its probably a healthier choice than grabbing a pizza from a pizzeria, it was still 330 calories for just a third of the pie. No thanks.
Instead, I made spaghetti (not whole wheat but it’s all I had to choose from) with broccoli, cherry tomatoes, montery jack cheese, italian spices, and a smidge of olive oil. Ru-bear’s mom conducts research on the food industry. Because of this, I always know that they are buying the freshest and best ingredients for their home.
This cheese is one that they have in their home every time I babysit. Its amazing. One summer, I stayed with the family in Vermont while the mom studied dairy farming and cheese production (I hung out with the Bear) and I know this is one that got the Grade A stamp.
The next day, I got out there with my team and ran 8 miles. What I neglected to tell you was that I came back from the run and chomped on gummy bears, provided by my coach. Eh.
My day also included a birthday party for the one and only Nolan Bear (notice a pattern in nicknames?) which was the best birthday party I have ever been to…and he only turned 1. I didn’t really eat the meal meal that my friend’s provided and instead devoured cheese and crackers, some turkey cold cuts, and macaroni salad. I was making room for the cake below, which was topped off with the best frosting in the world. It was a homemade cake, by the way. DELICIOSO!
That evening, my friends and I headed to Remy’s
on Seaport. Jerry Remy is an announcer for the Red Sox (my loves) and has opened two locations of his Remy’s sports bar and grille. The seaport location provides views of the harbor, as its situated right on the water. I mean, its incredible, and its not even summer yet! I can’t wait! The only sad part was that I wasn’t feeling well and decided to go home early (after consuming some sweet potato fries), which is very unusual for me. I put myself to bed and woke up the next morning feeling semi-anxious that I actually had a day off that included no plans. I woke up and immediately called Sara aka Baby Snake, and she invited me on her walk to MIT to her meet her boyfriend, Tal.
At 11:00 a.m. and with no shower, we hoofed it from Southie on Seaport to Kendall/Central Square. It was a gorgeous walk, but the pictures I took look too gloom and doom because of the weather. Instead, I will report on our meal at Cafe Luna
, which is a Zagat rated restaurant. I was originally lured in by the offering of CORNED BEEF HASH, my absolute favorite (!), but instead went in a completely different direction. I started with a cappuccino with non-fat milk. I wound up ordering an omelet with butternut squash, caramelized onions, and goat cheese, instead of anything having to do with hash. That was only because the side portion of hash was $8. HOW RIDICULOUS. The three of us also split a half portion of french toast drizzled in chocolate and served with bananas. It. was. awesome.
What was also fun about Cafe Luna was that they give you crayons to draw on their paper tablecloths. Here is the mermaid I drew. I always draw mermaids. I have no idea whatsoever why that is.
After a filling meal that served appropriate portions, we headed on the rest of our errands, which included me laying on a mural, taking a picture in the middle of central square, hitting up Trader Joe’s, searching for Jamba Juice for Tal…which was closed at Northeastern University (my old grad school haunt), going to TJ MAXX to get exercise clothing, heading to Iparty to get St. Patrick’s Day gear, and finally stopping at Target to pick up makeup. (FYI, I bought waterproof makeup for my runs. Judge me all you want, but I’m ok with who I am. Boooyahh!)
(Trader Joe’s. Thank you for always being there.)