The Weekend of That Football Game
Posted on February 7, 2012
Apologies for the delay on the weekend recap. My body is just now coming out if its bread-cheese-beer-bread-cheese-cheese-beer-OW coma.
It was one of those weekends that makes you feel like you’re a New Yorker. 5 mile runs in the park. Soy lattes from the local bakery. WAY too much cheese and wine.
Friday night was a movie date night. Saturday I woke up before my sleepy roommates for a 5-miler in the park. I signed up for a half-marathon that is happening this April. Whose idea was this? See earlier comment regarding too much wine (resulting in cloudy judgement).
Pre-run snack: PB and rice cake with cinnamon (I also chugged a glass of water).
Post-run protein smoothie. Protein powder, banana & strawberries.
Lunch was bizarre. I threw together basically all the viable veggies I could find in my corner of the fridge. Carrots, mushrooms, lettuce, and Earth Balanced toast.
I hopped on the subway downtown to
spend way too much of my paychcck at Anthropology run some errands, and then took a stroll through the Union Square farmer’s market.
I was still hungry when I got home, so I made a carrot, orange, and apple juice (post on my new JUICER to come). I also chopped up some sweet potato fries. Apparently not only was I hungry, but I was in an orange mood…. and ORANGE you glad I was?
Sunday morning I made some protein pancakes and another carrot, orange, and apple juice.
Both the juice and the pancakes were just what I needed to scare off my mean bully of a hangover.
In the protein pancakes went:
- 1 mashed banana
- 1 scoop of chocolate protein powder. I use this one.
- 1/4 cup raw oats
- 1/4 cup whole wheat pancake mix
- 1/2 cup vanilla soy milk
- 1 tsp baking powder
- 1 tsp cinnamon
Let them cook for about 5-6 minutes on LOW/medium heat on each side. They were a little gooey, but they really hit the spot.
I also doused them in my favorite TJ’s Agave Maple Syrup.
Sunday… the day on which that football game took place. Also known as, the day where it’s perfectly acceptable to mutter things such as “is it physically possible for your stomach to burst? …No, but really?” while sprawled out on the floor because sitting in an upright position just isn’t happening.
We made some champagne, vodka, and limeade cocktails. Because what’s the Superbowl without a little booze?
Kathleen’s sister, Bridget contributed some melt in your mouth guacamole, and blistered shiseido peppers (Bridget – correct spelling?). She never ceases to amaze me with the dishes she brings over. Vegan baked deliciousness, homemade s’mores, and her juicy salsa (which I attempt to recreate time after time… but it just doesn’t taste the same). Her sister / my roommate/stand-in boyfriend Kathleen made some yummyyyyyyy potato skins which went un-pictured (?!). I ate them too fast.
I contributed homemade pizza. Okay, really it’s just homemade sauce, but it almost like Grandma’s which is what really matters.
Also not pictured: an embarrassing display of cheesy french fries, potato chips, and mozzarella sticks.
The night would not have been complete without a well-crafted photo-bomb from Little Kathy.
As a way to pull myself out of the cheese-avalanche, I (as well as Kathleen and Carrie) decided to drink a lot of juice for the next 3 days. Actually, we’re only going to drink juice for the next 3 days. I am putting my new juicer (and myself) to the test, and giving my body a little bit of a reboot.
I know, I know. You’re really GREEN with envy aren’t you?