Unplugged: But Not On Purpose or In An Artful Kind of Way

I was digital-less for about two hours yesterday and I was pretty sure the world was going to end. Actually…it wasn’t that bad. Before I headed out to meet my friend for lunch, I wanted to update my phone to get some new music on there for a run later in the afternoon. I’ve had some trouble with my phone syncing to iTunes for awhile now, but with some persistence, it usually works. Not so much this time.

The phone was three-quarters of the way through the update when it decided the phone was no longer plugged in and demanded that I do plug it in. Well, I hadn’t touched a thing. I tried to re-plug it in and it told me to restore it, then proceeded to say that it needed to be plugged in to be restored. Um. My phone was gone. There was probably a way to fix it at some point, but I was running short on time and was planning on getting a new phone the next day anyways.

Phoneless, I met my friend Molly for lunch. Everything was fine and I was barely thinking about it until I realized I couldn’t snap a picture of my lunch when I tried for you fine people. Hmph. It was a tasty meal with chicken curry, green beans, carrots, baby corn, and a side of pad thai. I don’t eat Thai food frequently, but I do enjoy it a lot. There’s always a ton of veggies involved, so it makes the other indulgences not seem so bad.

After lunch, Molly was kind enough to trudge over with me to the mall. Let me tell you, getting a new phone is a hassle. It’s fine. I’m okay with it. I just didn’t expect my current phone to go down as it did. Whatever. First selfie on the new phone.

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Once again equipped with my lifeline, it was time to walk. Rain was threatening, so I put my phone into a plastic baggie into another bag and prayed for the best. We did bring an umbrella solely to cover our electronics for extra precaution. How have we fallen so far down?

Our walk took us in the way of ice cream, which I will never complain about. I chose a flavor that had a vanilla base, fudge swirls, and peanut butter cups. Uh huh. It was divine. More walking entailed after with a little drizzling, but nothing extreme. It wasn’t necessarily hot out so much as humid, so by the time I arrived home, I was sweaty. I still had a run on my mind, especially after I pulled out an old iPod and threw a new playlist together- no, I’m not running with my new bad boy, I think it’s too hard on it’s joints, er, systems.

My legs were a little sore from the past few days of workouts and from walking, but I took off strong from the start. I ran three miles straight, walked up a gigantic hill, then ran another mile or so. Overall, it was a five mile trek that left me hot, sweaty, and feeling strong. My mom did not want me sitting on the couch once I got home because I was covered in and dripping sweat.

IMG_3343 For whatever reason, I most always feel strong during my run, but I feel terrible after. It’s a stomach thing. I chugged a few glasses of water and tried to eat something to recover, but my appetite was null and my stomach was having none of it. I didn’t even feel hungry later. It was a good-looking meal though.

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I need to get back into a more realistic routine, but last night, I got into the writing flow and I couldn’t very well stop it. I’ve started writing a book based on my experience with my weight and weight loss with lots of encouragement from my parents and my Grandma and it’s coming together pretty well. I’m excited about it. By means of an outline of sorts, I actually developed chapter titles that sum up what I want to cover throughout. I don’t lead a scandalous life by any means, but I do think it will be fairly interesting. Who knows?

I woke up a little later than usual this morning and had eggs on the brain. I fried up two with a chicken sausage and a whole grain english muffin. Strawberries and blueberries made an excellent accompaniment.

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Before a swim and a body strength workout later this afternoon, I picked up where I left off last night and started to write some more. You can blame that for the delay in my post this morning. Exciting things are happening today, so I will be back tomorrow morning to check in with you all.

It’s almost Friday! Yay!

Dear Eve, Yes That Eve: I Feel Your Plight, Girl

Though it would be funny just to leave you hanging and unaware of what my blog title means today, it is seriously relevant to my current problems.

If you know me, then you probably know about my FORMER allergy to pitted fruit and the entirety of spring. Well, I was magically healed about a year or so ago, I don’t know why or how, I’m just glad I was fine.

And even this spring, I was totally fine. Some itchy eyes and runny nose, but not deathly!

That is, until a week ago when I started having difficulty breathing during an outside workout. We thought it was just because the air was so humid and the allergies seem to be raging for a lot of people. My mom suspected it could have been the apple I had just eaten, but I denied it.

And for the record, I had an apple later that night and was totally fine. Except for, um, the next day when I kind of couldn’t breathe all that well right after I ate an apple and I was home alone and couldn’t find any benadryl so I had to call my neighbor who basically saved my life. So now I’m banned from apples at least for a few weeks unless I take an allergy pill every day, which I always forget. And I have to be supervised by my mom. I’m almost 23 years old and just because I’m back in Kindergarten (more on that in a moment), doesn’t mean I’m five years old again.

My mom by the apples after banishing me to the corner of the grocery store. Forbidden, but oh so good. I LOVE APPLES.

So, like I said, I’m back in Kindergarten working as a teacher’s assistant and it’s pretty much amazing. Though it appears I might need to pay really close attention to the lesson on scissors because I cut myself today making my lunch for tomorrow.

For the record, I’m giving you my pointy finger, not the middle. I swear. At least for these purposes.

Don’t ask questions.

I’m kind of bummed though because Fall kicks off the baking season and I can’t make them anything! Like when I made these delicious Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Pecan Pumpkin muffins made with whole wheat flour, Greek yogurt, and flaxseed, and NO butter or oil. They were deliciously moist and healthy!

I’m a good baker(ess?)

This weekend, I had to get a new Yoga mat because someone (below) has taken a liking to it after I was using it in my room and won’t let me put it away. He bats at it if it’s rolled up and even ripped it a little with his claws so he can be assured I’d have to get my own! The problem is, he’s very sneaky so I can turn around at any moment and he’s just sitting there, on my mat, staring at me. I mean, I love you Bandit, but you need to stop acting like an assassin. I already gave you the Yoga mat.

Bandit creeping, creeping real good.

But guess what this means………

I GOT A PINK YOGA MAT!!!

See? Bandit just loves reading my blog and wanted me to get my heart’s desire.

Bandit does Yoga too.

Sorry for all the pictures. OH AND JK ROWLING’S NEW BOOK COMES OUT THIS MONTH!!!!!!!