Yesterday I took a long walk around the neighborhood with my husband before he and my daughter took me out for a Mother’s Day brunch. Then I went to the gym. Walked a half mile around the track. Endured the CSWORX core conditioning class. Then stayed for 50 minutes of Zumba — a first for [...]
Posts Tagged ‘exercise’
Desktop lunch review: Chicken and other randomness
March 19th, 2013
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Today’s toteable mid-day nourishment comes from Healthy Choice’s collection of steaming entrees, and it’s so close to being a good dish I just had to blog about it. Honey Balsamic Chicknen for 210 calories. What could possibly go wrong? Almost nothing, really. The sauce was wonderful. You could dip inedible objects in this sauce and [...]
Desktop lunch review: A veggie tale
October 17th, 2011
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Another work day where noon arrived and I hadn’t consumed a bite of food yet. Either I am a dumb ass or I’m over-worked. Smart money places a bet on both. In light of the fact that I neglected to bring the lunch I packed (dumb ass pulls ahead in the odds) and that today [...]
What does healthy look like?
October 8th, 2011
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There was a meme all over Facebook this week about a woman who reportedly wrote a response to a bulletin posted at a gym. I do not know if any of this is true, so the journalist in me resisted posting it to my wall. Also, many of the memes included a nude photo of [...]
Eat less, move more
October 6th, 2011
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I hate math. I really do. Considering math has been a big part of my professional life since my first full time job is ironic. Laughable, really. It rained all day here yesterday, which I gather is a rare thing in October in Southern California. Um, so yeah, all you Californians who laughed that our [...]
It’s crowded in here
September 27th, 2011
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No desktop lunch review today because I had the pot stickers that I reviewed a while back again because they were delicious. No need to repeat myself, even though I sort of just did. I wonder sometimes about my inner dialogues and just how many fucked-up voices there are inside my head. For example, when [...]
