I woke up this morning and needed a run. I hit the West Side for five sweaty, sweaty miles.
And apparently took a damn good picture. This is with my iPhone and not retouched at all.
Same with this one. I will never get iPhone photos this good again.
I don’t normally run with headphones, but lately it’s helped me truly separate from my thoughts. I’ve been running less and while it’s sort of nice mentally to not worry about how many miles I should be running in a given week, it makes the runs I do do harder. The first and last mile of this were hardest, but I finally got in the groove for the miles in between and had a decent run. I’m running a 10K this weekend, so I felt like I should do a “long” run.
My lunch and the rest of my day were boring, so let’s skip over that.
It was a gorgeous night in NYC.
I was in Ashley’s ‘hood, so I dropped by and hung out for a bit. And picked up my loot from winning her giveaway. (Apparently I have amazing luck winning giveaways. I’m looking into turning that into a career.)
All day long, I thought about the lobster ravioli from Trader Joe’s I was excited to try tonight. Lobster ravioli for $2.99! I was so excited. I knew when they were so cheap, they probably wouldn’t be that good, but figured they were worth a try. Let me save you some time now: just don’t. I could barely taste the lobster. I tried one while they were cooking, and that was when I decided not to put any effort into a sauce, not even a ridiculously simple one. I put some jar marinara sauce, a little olive oil and red pepper flakes over the ravioli and added chicken meatballs and Brussels sprouts, also from Trader Joe’s.