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Namaste

Hokay so (anytime I start a sentence like that I immediately think about that end of the world skit thing that circulated around 2007) last night I was either supposed to run for 25-35 minutes again, or take a rest day.  Since this cold is still kicking my ass and I can barely breathe, I decided to take full advantage of the rest day and veg on the couch.  I ran out to check the mail for my W2, I am anxiously anticipating my tax return, and the yoga DVD I ordered was in the mailbox.  I tossed my idea of a rest day out the window and popped in the DVD.

The DVD I bought was Mandy Ingber’s Yogalosophy, yes that’s the one Jennifer Aniston promotes, you can but it here on Mandy’s website.  It combines yoga poses with toning exercises to “get you in the best shape of your life”.  I think this is the kind of yoga that is perfect for me, I’m not one to just sit there quietly and focus on breathing so I liked how this combined standard yoga with lunges, squats, push-ups, and ab work.  After the 30- minute routine I was sweating and struggling not to collapse on myself while in the side-plank pose.

Pumpkin seemed to really enjoy yoga also, every time I lifted my leg or moved my arm she pounced on top of it.  Damn little ankle biter.  And she may have batted at my ponytail and chewed on it a little while I was in downward facing dog.  She was pooped after and took a nap.

I woke up this morning feeling a little soreness in the ass area, you know that side area where super in shape girls have the butt dimple, yea there.  I’m going to try to incorporate this DVD two times a week with my other five days of running, and if it has me looking half as good as Jennifer Aniston at age 40 I’ll be more than happy.  Back on the treadmill tonight hopefully!

On another note, Valentine’s Day is a month away and I have no idea what to get the boyfriend.  Anything he sees that he wants, he tends to buy for himself within a week or so which makes gift buying particularly difficult.  Help!

And because it still makes me laugh:

To which I say… WTF!

I got home from the gym last night, a measly 35 minutes on the elliptical but better than nothing, am minding my own business and cooking chicken tenders from the Hungry Girl cookbook when my doorbell rings.  My mom isn’t home, my sister has already gone back to school, it’s 7:00 at night and I am not expecting anyone.  Hmm, intriguing.  I walk over to the front door and peek out the side window to see who it is, but the person is leaning against the far side of the front porch, so all I can see are shoes.  At which point the rational and calm inner me takes over. “Holy shit, someone is here to kidnap me and break into the house, ohmygod, what am I going to do!?”

So, what do I do?  Well, I’ll tell you.  I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled back into the kitchen and was about to stand up when I realized that the blinds for our front window were open, and kidnapper on the front porch could very easily look in and see me standing in the kitchen.  So I crawled over to the windows, pressed myself against the wall, and decided to sit there until the person went away even if it meant burning my dinner.  Well about an hour three minutes and four rings of the doorbell later, I was getting impatient and decided to try to sneak a peek.  I slowly stood up and looked around the corner towards the front door, and just my luck the mystery intruder was peering through the window.  Fuck, spotted.  It wasn’t an insane murderous kidnapper, but my father, the same father I haven’t seen or spoken to in years, so it was almost just as scary.

It became clear at this point that not answering the door was not an option, so I sucked it up, took a deep breath and opened the door.  He wanted to come in and talk, but I was busy and already worried about burning my chicken fingers, so I said, “no, now is not a good time, no one else is home and I am not comfortable letting you in”.  Understandably he was offended, but I haven’t talked to him in five years, and showing up unannounced on my doorstep is not the way to start.

Luckily, my chicken tenders did not burn and were very delicious.  I also made some Kraft Mac and Cheese to go with them, oh and a GIANT glass of red wine that I may have refilled once or twice.

Instead of using breadcrumbs and frying the chicken, this recipe calls for Fiber One Original cereal, ground to bread crumb consistency, pepper, and garlic salt.  You coat the chicken in egg and this mixture then bake for 10 minutes on one side, flip the strips, and bake for another 7-10 minutes.  Another delicious, low-fat meal, and a one serving recipe.