I’m writing this at 6am and I can’t sleep. Who am I?! I hardly ever wake up until the last minute before I need to. I was up at 5 and couldn’t turn my brain off. All I’ve been thinking about is my upcoming trip to Toronto. Me. Going on a business trip. Still in denial. (Though, I’m posting this after the trip, all feelings still apply).
Things have been pretty good lately. Work owns my life (good thing I really like my job and I like to think I’m good at it), and I’m not very good at making time for other things. Things they don’t tell you about real world adult life – that sh*t is mentally exhausting! I thought once I started working I would still have all the energy to keep up with hobbies and such, but alas, no dice.
It took me about 6 months to get back into working out – I kept saying I was going to join a gym back in January, but could never decide on one I liked that was worth the price. Eventually, signs a new yoga studio popped up near me around March ish, and was offering crazy discounts for early members. So I joined! Granted it took about 4 months after I joined for the studio to finally open, but hey, it’s open now, and I couldn’t be happier with it.
I found a running group through meetup.com, and honestly, I probably wouldn’t do much running without them. Self motivated after a long work day or work week is harder than you’d think. Plus, I’ve met some really cool people in the process, and signed up for some fun races with the group. Oh and I bought a bike. Though I mainly use it for grocery shopping (hey, you do what you can when you don’t have/want a car).
What’s this blog supposed to be about again? Oh right. FOOD. Even though I stopped blogging, I most definitely didn’t quit my eating habits. I just maybe eat a lot of the same things all the time. Because really, I most certainly don’t have time to make something new and creative every day.
Maybe once a month or so I’ll try a more intricate recipe, but I usually get by on roasted, steamed, or raw veggies, rice or some kind of potatoes for carbs, and some meats and other proteins – nothing fancy.
And with lots of ketchup. Seriously I have no idea when the ketchup obsession happened, but it’s real, folks. Apparently I’m 5 years old, but ketchup makes almost everything better. Who knows, maybe I’m making up for lost time since I can’t remember caring much about ketchup when I was actually a kid.
So yeah. Long story short, I have no idea where this blog is going. I guess we’ll find that out?