Do you believe in foreshadowing? Hmm, I think I might. When I got home from work yesterday HM looked guilty. It didn't take long for him to come clean and fess up to 'the accident' that took place after I left the house in the morning.
He broke my favorite mug!!! This was a very sentimental cup. I grew up in Sacramento, CA. and I never really thought much about leaving....until the day I accepted a job in New York City. I sold my car, had a moving company pack up my stuff, and asked my parents for a ride to the airport. My mom was, in typical mother fashion, emotional. She went into hyper drive at the airport and ended up buying me stuff at the gift shop to remember....my family? My home town? I'm not sure, but in addition to a Sacramento mug, I also boarded the plane with this guy:
Yep, it is a Governator bobble head. Okay so my Sacramento mug is broken now, sad face. This was foreshadowing for what followed later....dinner. It takes awhile for me to get in the mood for dinner when I get back from BifG. HM had prepared one of those freezer bag meals we made a while back. Tonight, I waited and waited and I just could not get into the dinner. It was so gross. HM somehow liked it, but I thought it was blech.
|Chicken, potatoes, and peanut sauce|
|I really shouldn't make this face|
|2 apples, wheat grass, and 2 clementines|
Sweets, I am curious. Can you eat after you workout hard or do you loose you appetite?