Nina very nicely brought me two kinds of dried cherries from Trader Joe's, and they are indeed very good in oatmeal. The tart cherries are sweetened and the Bing cherries are sulfured, and she wanted me to know that there's a third kind of unsulfured Bing cherries, "because I know you care about what you put in your body," but I have to admit that I was mainly thinking Nina reads my blog! and also trying to lower the hot dog that I was eating out of her line of sight.
I'm not really principled about junk food, I actually sort of eat on autopilot and have to be my own elf about leaving healthy food lying innocently around. Though I think my elf has a drinking problem and disappears now and again, leaving me to fend for myself. I'm not doing that well, I've always been religious about fueling after workouts and I just haven't felt like eating after practice for the past month. Or well, I'll drag myself to bed saying that I don't feel like eating and then the sweetie man gets into bed with a noodle bowl and then I want his noodle bowl.
But the other problem is that, ugh, I haven't figured out what to eat on work days, I've been having a latte with a blueberry muffin for breakfast and a cobb salad for lunch for the past two weeks. Partly this is because my work is moving offices and I figured that I'd wait until we'd moved to bring my groceries in, which was this week.
Blecch, I've felt better—
