dinner | Preppy Runner - Theodora Blanchfield

Tonight, after work, I hit up a Barre Burn class at Equinox. (Read my experience the first time I went.) I’m pretty sure that after this weekend, I sweat out champagne and McDonald’s. Like a rockstar. The instructor is absolutely hilarious, and I got an intense ab workout just by giggling at him. He also had a kickass playlist, which included Pink’s F***-in Perfect. I don’t think I’d ever listened all that closely to the song, because I didn’t realize the real name until he said “I hope I have the right version and she’s not cursing like a truck driver.” So clearly, I had to come home and download the explicit version, because I’m from Jersey and I do curse like a truck driver every once in a while…

I came home to these two lovely boxes. Thank god.

I made a quick rice bowl with a turkey sausage, broccoli and Brussels sprouts. I sauteed the broccoli and Brussels in a little olive oil and balsamic vinegar and then threw salsa over the whole thing while having a solo dance party at the stove to that Pink song. Nice, easy, healthy dinner.

I had a little of this ice cream. It sucked. False advertising. It was not decadent at all. They definitely did something to make up for the lack of dairy. Does anyone know of a dairy-free ice cream that doesn’t suck? (I’m trying to abstain from dairy for the good of my stomach…but it may not be worth it for crap ice cream like this!)

Also, THESE CAME IN THE MAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so psyched.

Operation No Carb Left Behind continued yesterday with an open-faced turkey sandwich from Le Pain Quotidien and some pretzels.

I took a half day so I could get a jump on Winter Ball errands, and it was maybe the best idea Ashley’s ever had. The sandwich was a little underwhelming to my taste buds, but that was fine, because we had decided to move our long run to yesterday afternoon and I wanted something easy to digest. While I’m not a morning person, I do prefer to run in the morning so I can get it over with and not have to worry about how each meal I eat before will affect my run.

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Ashley came over, and after sitting around chatting for a bit and watching Ellen, we really didn’t want to run, but we forced ourselves out the door and said we could cut the run short if we really wanted to/had to. Having such low expectations really helped, because we were so pleasantly surprised to have a decent run that we just kept going and ended up finishing nine great miles.

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Except for this little problem. I can’t stop kicking myself when I run.

After the quickest stretching session ever, we hustled over to Bliss to get our nails did. I didn’t take a single picture because I was just too happy to be pampered after a long run. But trust it was fun, and if you really want to see pics, I’m sure Ashley will put some up.

Afterwards, Bo (her husband) came to meet up with us and we all grabbed dinner at Dos Caminos.