Southbeach

Last night Lindsey and Scott made us dinner for date night. We had South Beach Chicken Parmigiana with fat free mozzarella and tomato and I have no idea what else. Then she made a delicious veggie-vinaigrette salad to go along. Then Scott made chocolate covered strawberries. I ate two. But before that, I went for a 4 mile run. Poor Captain. Then, I came home and did some Jillian. It felt good.

This morning I got up early and cooked B and me some veggie-mushroom breakfast tacos with egg whites. Yum.

This weekend was pretty bad though. Starting with queso covered migas on Thursday night after Shelby's grad. Then pizza on Saturday night. Oh and I totally snacked at the CL and didn't work out at all. Lord! Where was my head?

<- My daily life. Ugh.

I crave my runs after work. It's seriously relaxing to move around after sitting, frozen in an office chair for nine hours with no breaks and no food. I feel dead when I get home. The runs with the kids revitalize me. And I think they really look forward to them. I think no matter how cool your job is, when you function from a cube it becomes monotenous. You could be planning Victoria Secret runway shows but if you do it from a cube, it loses all it's sexiness. I think we'd be more productive if work environments were more creative. Maybe we'd be thinner because we wouldn't be stiff and miserable? We'd be happy, thus burn more calories?

RULE: NO BRINGING PIZZA ROLLS TO MOM'S HOUSE

Mom- LOVED the "rolls" pix. You can get back into it. Don't forget the importance of weight training. Work out Sunday perhaps?

Mop- ? See you tonight for the formation of our new political party haha. Want to go for a run with me? Don't forget your laptop and research.

Back to the cube.