Well, this concludes one of those weeks where it was just a little bizzaro. Nothing bad, nothing particularly exciting, just a whole lot of things that were “out of the routine.” Being a Special Education teacher, EVERYTHING is about structure and routine, and when it doesn’t happen, everyone feels the effects. This week included: one and a half snow days from a freak cold front blizzard (which is actually very cool!); a personal work day where I was at work, working, but without kids; 5 days of extreme muscle discomfort caused by a yelling Jillian Michaels my son starting daycare; and one experimental dinner that I attempted to cook this week.
See? I have started a few of my goals mentioned in the earlier blogs…even though I am sure I took a few steps back by indulging in a Red Robin cheeseburger for dinner tonight. I might go off on this for a moment… My husband and I don’t own fancy cars, we don’t drink liquor, we don’t buy lavish gifts or expensive clothes….we LIKE. TO. EAT.
Eating is one of our favorite pleasures and the best craft that we have mastered. We love the atmosphere of restaurants, the refills on beverages ( I like to mix half coke half diet coke), we like our table conversation, we like to people watch. We love going to eat after a long week at work, or a day shopping. We love that we can rattle off five different restaurants in one breath and take another one to decide where to eat. What is even funnier though, is that my husband and I aren’t necessarily food connoisseurs. We do not like seafood or sushi (sorry fish lovers!) or any part of an animal that is questionable. No, we are more your steak and potatoes with Mac N’ Cheese fare Our favorite places include: Red Robin, Cracker Barrel and a local restaurant called FAT ALBERTS. (Need I say more?)
When I become an amazing chef, I really want to learn to cook the things I love when I go out to eat. I don’t think my cooking will ever take the place of going out to eat, but maybe by learning to cook it will benefit both my body and my checkbook. I am determined to take a “formal class” to teach me about the basics of cooking. There was a time in my childhood where it was my dream to be a chef. I am not sure how or why that went away, but I would at least like to re-capture a part of that dream.
Anyways…I started this blog post last night, and was falling asleep while trying to type…and I just finished it this morning after day 6 of the 30 day shred. We are trying to time out our workouts during Idan’s nap time. So far so good! My muscles are still arguing with me as to why I keep tormenting them by making them do something, but with each butt kick and squat their voices are slowly diminishing! I will post results at the end of the month as to how we did…only if they are good results, that is.