inspired copied from Allie:
When I saw her breakfast yesterday, I knew that’s what I wanted this morning. I made my oatmeal with egg whites for the first time, and all I can say is YUM! Not only were they incredibly creamy, the taste was incredible. And these are instant oats, too. Not typically the creamiest oats in the world.
The combination of cold yogurt and pumpkin with the hot oats was also delightful. Filling, too. This breakfast is a keeper!
I went to the gym after breakfast and did 30 minutes on the elliptical and 30 minutes on the Stairmaster. I debated doing weights, but I just wanted to get home… mainly because halfway through my workout, I thought of what I was going to have for lunch.
Credit for this kabocha squash also goes to Allie. A while ago, she mentioned that she was buying kabochas for 79 cents a pound, which made me insanely jealous. I’m paying 2 dollars a pound here! Considering I eat half the squash at a time (sometimes more… like, the whole thing in one sitting) that’s not exactly cheap. She responded to my comment, telling me to look at an Asian grocery store. Guess how much they are there? 3 pounds for one dollar! As someone who consumes more squash a week than most people do in their lives and is extremely cheap, I was thrilled. I may have smiled greedily and loaded my arms with the squash. I bought three for $2.63!!! That’s half of what I was paying for one. Anyway…
Holy carbohydrates! This is what happens when your fridge is stocked with baked goods and very little real food. I chopped up a potato, threw in some leftover caramelized onions from God knows when, and topped it with cheese. I thought I saw a tube of goat cheese in the fridge, but I was mistaken. Instead, I had to settle for disgusting low fat cheddar that hardly melted. Not all cheese is created equal… This was insanely filling, and probably something that would be good to eat the night before a long run. The only running I plan on doing tomorrow is to my kitchen and back, so I’ll have a huge surplus of energy
I finished off my pumpkin ice cream after lunch. There’s always room for dessert, even if your lunch weighed as much as a newborn. I was still full when I got home from work at 8, but that didn’t stop me from digging into a container of mashed yams and having yogurt with literally dozens of mini cookies on top. I’m planning on writing a post about how I’m doing with intuitive eating, but let this be a sign I am still learning
I thought I would introduce you to my new running partner…
Meet an early gift from my parents… Mr. Pepper Spray!
My mom is… shall we say… very concerned for her daughter’s safety. Before I went to Europe for the first time, she made us take a self defense class. Every time I go for a run, she wants to know what route I’m going on, so if I don’t come home, she knows where I’ll be. Don’t get me wrong- I think these are good ideas. But when she insisted we carry pepper spray with us, I thought it was a little excessive…
…and then three packs of pepper spray arrived on our doorstep, one for every female in the house. Each kit comes with a standard spray, a keychain size, and one for the visor in your car. My mom excitedly showed me how they work, insistent that I put one on my keys right before run, in case (God forbid) I was attacked.
Considering I live in a city that’s consistently ranked as one of the safest cities in the U.S., I thought this was a little excessive. After all, don’t millions of people go for runs everyday and come home perfectly fine? Keep in mind, I am a very, very, paranoid person. I check my backseat when I get in my car in case someone is hiding there. I never answer the door when I’m home alone. I never run at night, or in secluded locations.
But then I remembered all the times I have heard of people being attacked when they’re running. Just this year, a 17 year old girl was raped and murdered in broad daylight when she was jogging just an hour south of my house. Just thinking about that was enough to make me take my mom’s concerns a little more seriously.
Will I ever need it? I sincerely hope not. But just in case, you better believe I’ll have that sucker in my hand when I’m running by myself. Sure, people probably think I look crazy, carrying my keys with a huge container of pepper spray on it. Just don’t sneak up on me- I’m not afraid to use it!
What do you think of carrying pepper spray? Excessive? Not enough? Paranoid? Justified?