I got up at 5:05 am this morning. I did level 3 of Ripped in 30 for the fourth day in a row. (In case you’re wondering, level 3 is crazy and I love it. The first time I tried it I pretty much laughed hysterically the whole way through. One legged squats? HAHAHA you mean without falling on my face? Yah . . . ok.)
Anyhow, If this post doesn’t make any sense, now you know why.
Yesterday started out really well. Like I said, I was up at 5am to workout, but because I was up an hour early to do a half hour workout, I had time to make a good breakfast. I decided to have scrambled eggs on pancakes.
It isnt a pretty meal, but it sure is delicious.
Then, I got to truly celebrate the fall season by wearing my brand new boots to work (that I bought 50% off).
And thats where the good times ended.
By 10:30 I was sitting on the floor in the office asking my boss if it was too early to start drinking. Yes, when Im frustrated I sit on the floor. Whatever, Im a professional.
I went straight from work to class, so I didnt get to eat dinner until late. On a day when Im already an emotional disaster, thats really not the best idea.
When I got home, I was about 30 seconds from killing the next person that spoke to me, so I threw together a super fast dinner inspired by Jessica’s Caprese Quiona.
With the exception of the quinoa, all the ingredients you see here came from my parents kitchen.
Dinner was amazing, and almost made up for the crap day I had. Almost.
I spent the rest of the evening on the couch, curled up with a blanket, a dog and a giant glass of wine.
If that doesnt cure all your troubles I dont know what will.