Hey there. YOGA tonight was TWISTY…like a pretzel. Kasey and I went to an ASHTANGA class. I think it was a little over my head, especially since I spent most of the class on my head. Or trying to get on my head. I’m not quite a headstander yet. Shoulder stand is about as crazy as I get. Also, the class was full of BINDS and I am not very good at BINDING yet. Short arms’ll get ya every time! I did manage to rock a few [very few] binds, so I am getting there.
Breakfast this morning was had at the office.
Microwave oats + microwave tea.
My oats were very BANANA filled.
And PEANUT BUTTER filled.
I loved the saying on my cup.
Do what you like, like what you do.
My new life motto. WATCH OUT WORLD, HERE I COME!
Lunch looked like yesterdays.
Leftover spaghetti, except today I topped it with onions.
Look at all the SAUCE! ‘Twas good.
Before going to yoga I had a snack…long before yoga, actually. Like 3 hours prior.
Wins the award for MOST FILLING SNACK EVER! Kept me full through yoga [all 90 minutes of twisty pretzel!] + a visit with my cousin [future neighbor!] and the drive home from Kasey’s house. It will be so nice when we are roomies, cause we will not have to MEET to carpool to yoga, and our new apartment is much CLOSER to yoga.
When I finally got home I made dinner out of an apple + PB.
Dug the PB out with a knife when the apple was gone. Don’t judge, I never said I was classy. Plus, it was like 11 pm and I am/was [the apple/pb eating may or may not still be happening] TIRED + FAMISHED.
A question for you guys: [I am full of those lately, no?]
When you get home late [say 11 pm] do you try to make a decent dinner, or just grab snacks?
Hopefully this does not happen to you often, I know it doesn’t me, but I am just wondering? I don’t want to be judged upon my horrid dinner choice.