5:30 am – Alarm goes off. I once again frantically leap out of bed, wondering where I am, what day it is, and why on earth such noise is blaring before the sun is up.
5:43 am – Guzzle back an iced coffee, wishing I hadn’t run out of both stevia and almond milk. Black iced coffee is not that great. No-grocery week is rough.
6:00 am – Smile at all the regulars. The chick who runs on the treadmill with an army backpack, the grunting man on the elliptical, and even the creepy bald guy who only speaks to women under the age of 25.
6:10 am – Decide to change my usual warm-up interval routine by not only pyramid-ing the resistance level, but the recovery time between the usual 1-minute sprints. It’s awesome. And sweaty.
6:30 am – I think step-ups are harder on my hands than on my legs. Holding 25 lbs dumbbells is not easy.
6:34 am – Why is this called an arnold press? Did Arnold himself invent it? I wonder what the Susan Press would be? A badly written press release?
6:44 am – Plié squats are awkward to do in front of the mirror when you’re surrounded by men. Just sayin’
7:12 am – NINE PUSH UPS!! ON MY TOES!!! BOO TO THE YAAAAA.
7:38 am – My new skincare regimen makes me feel like a weirdo when I slather baby oil on in the gym change room. I swear I’m not a stripper.
8:11 am: Cottage cheese is thisclose to overtaking yogurt as my favourite dairy.
8:14 am – See 5:45 am
8:17 am – Goofy grin as I eat breakfast at my desk and read through all the blog comments from last night :D
830 am-1030 am – work, twitter, work, twitter, work, gmail, facebook, google reader, work, twitter
10:31 am – SNACK
12:03pm – Lunch with the girls. I eat my protein powder + peanut butter sandwich with applesauce and cheese. We talk about boy drama. Boys are dumb.
1:07 pm – Someone else calls about the apartment. Feeling hopeful I may actually find a subletter for the rest of my lease so I can move to Toronto. Double score!
2:12 pm – I think I’m hungry, and I know ‘I’m bored. Snack!
2:22 pm – Feel the need to create a Deb phone comparison shot. That’s 130 calories of pure chocolate covered air. Actually, that’s not even chocolate. It’s a dates with cocoa powder!
3:14 pm – Send off a whack of completed assignments. Feels good :)
3:51 pm – Stomach growling. Shit.
4:27 pm – Boot it outta there to rush home and make food ASAP. Hungrybitchface is setting in.
4:47 pm – Person scheduled to view my apartment wants to come early. Fabulous. I can gnaw my arm off while showing her my messy closet.
5:14 pm – Um, selling a person on the fact that the bedroom is in the living room is hard. It’s called a “swinging bachelorette pad!” Helloooo!
5:31 – Finally, supper is simmering on the stove thanks to this guy:
5:44 pm – Sit down to a bowl of Wolfgang Puck’s Hearty Vegetable soup with quinoa, shrimp and broccoli cooked in.
5:58 pm – Munch on a piece of dark chocolate that always sneaks the camera’s eye. A must-have after dinner! (and sometimes lunch. And breakfast)
6:42 pm – Get sucked into watching old indie rock videos from the 1990s on You Tube. Reminisce about how great music used to be and wonder what ever happed to The Wedge on Much Music.
7:14 pm – Rock out to this gem of a video. Written about my hometown :)
7:22 pm – Shit. I’m late. Again.
7:46 pm – Meet up with the gals from work to see an original play put on by the university I work for.
8:22 pm – They’re cooking. On stage. Not just anything, but ham & eggs! I want a breakfast sandwich like nobody’s business.
9:02 pm – Almost moved to tears. Who knew my school had such theatre talent??
9:48 pm – Tuck in to the same thing I eat every. single. night. now. Chocolate protein pudding with chocolate chips and sprinkles. There is no secret to this pudding. Just tasty whey powder with water added until it’s thick and sticky.
10:10 pm – Blog this exact sentence. Whoa. Mind blowing.
10:20 pm – Get my clothes and lunch ready for tomorrow, set out my cycling shorts for spin class.
10:32 pm – Put on my new shea butter, take my antihistamines, and hit the hay. Ready for a deep sleep so I can start the whole process over again!
Question of the Day: What was the highlight of your Thursday? Mine was the play! Doing toe push ups comes in at a close second though ;)
I have no idea how to even prelude the craziness that went down today. So I’m just gonna get right into it.
First off, I slept 9.5 hours last night. I haven’t done that in years. I must have really needed it. I briefly contemplated going to a step class, but I really just wanted pancakes in bed. More precisely, blue pancakes.
Apparently Thursday was blueberry pancake day and I missed it. That needed to be remedied at once!
- 1/2 cup rolled oats
- 1/2 cup cottage cheese
- 1/2 cup egg whites
- 1/4 cup frozen blueberries, blended in
- vanilla extract
- 1/2 tsp baking powder
After this I made a feeble attempt to go to a yoga class. Got outside all ready to go, to find a wall of snow at the end of my driveway. Shovelling out meant being late for class, and my mucus head wasn’t too keen on spending any amount of time in a -20 windchill. So I brought my sorry ass back into the confines of my warm apartment.
Instead I spent the morning scrubbing my kitchen top to bottom, including the cupboards and fridge. Breaked for a super lunch.
At some point I caught the baking bug. I wanted to add toasted almonds to this week’s batch of protein bars, so I sprayed some with canola oil and popped them in the toaster oven.
Then I went to Google something. I can’t remember what. I just remember smelling burning and running into the kitchen. My toaster oven was billowing smoke. Acting on impulse, I opened the door and giant flames licked out. I’ve started small kitchen fires before that were put out with oven mitts or water. But this was a real, burn-your-house-down fire. It just kept getting bigger!!!
Thank GOD I remembered seeing a fire extinguisher in the entrance hallway leading to my apartment. I ran up the stairs grabbed it, pulled out what looked like a pin and pushed what looked like a lever.
First, a lot of foam comes out of those things (I just had a small one). My first spray didn’t put out the fire, so I had to do it a second time.
You couldn’t see through my small bachelor apartment from the smoke and fire extinguisher foam. I was coughing and spitting up godknowswhat. I was in complete and utter shock. Started shaking violently trying to wrap my head around the fact that I almost burnt my house down. Not just my house, but the house I share with several other people.
I immediately called my mother, who seems to only ever talk to me on the phone through hysterical crying these days. Thank you so much mom. You definitely held me together today.
Aaanyways, thankfully, my apartment is already a dump (hey, you get what you pay for). I think there is some actual cupboard damage under the smoke stains.
And my can of organic raisins will never be the same.
I have a feeling I’ll be wiping that stuff off things for weeks. It even got on my shoes in the back corner.
I spoke to both my parents after the ordeal, and both suggested I take something to calm myself down. More precisely, they suggested a beer. Who am I to argue with the experts?
I’m a non-drinker, so it only took half for the shaking to stop and the rosy cheeks to set in. Good call mom and dad :)
- 1 cup ground flaxseed
- 1 cup wheat-bran
1/4-1/2 cup pure pumpkin (depending how moist you like your bread- I like mine really moist so I used 1/2 cup)1/4 cup sweet potato baby food
- 1 cup liquid egg substitute
- 1/2 cup hot water
1 tbsp each baking powder and cinnamonI totally missed this step!! Dammit! No wonder it turned out flat :(
2 tsp pure stevia extract1/2 cup splenda
- Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Spray a loaf pan with nonstick baking spray.
- Combine all ingredients.
- Pour into baking pan, bake for about 30 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
I am not allowed to cook with a mucus brain anymore. I can’t believe I forgot the baking powder!
After the fire debacle, there was no way I was using the oven or stove for dinner.
And veggies with tzatziki on the side.
I have to cut my baby carrots in half – they make them too big!
Evening snack was the fire culprit – PB&J protein bar.
- 2 cups rolled oats
- 4 scoops vanilla whey protein powder
- 6 tbsp almond butter
- 4 tbsp raspberry jam
- 1/2 cup water
- NO TOASTED ALMONDS
All mixed up, flattened into a 9×9 pan, put in the freezer, and cut into 8 pieces. These turned out to be a little on the gooey side, so they’ll have to be kept in the freezer. A little fire extinguisher dust got on the mixture too, so they may or may not kill me. But I’m too cheap to throw them out, I put expensive ingredients into those!!
Oof. So what was supposed to be a relaxing day of cleaning, turned into a near death experience and approximately four years removed from my life. Inhaling all that smoke was probably not good for my current illness, but maybe the crying helped cleanse it out? :P
Lesson of the day: know where your fire extinguisher is and know how to use it!! Doesn’t matter how careful you think you are, fires can start instantly, and get out of control even more quickly. I’m really lucky that somewhere in the back of my brain i knew how to use one. Must have clung on to that third grade demonstration better than I thought!
Question of the Day: Have you ever had any close calls with fires? Please tell me I’m not the only one!