Tuesday, July 16, 2013
I've been MIA for the most part lately.
My cat, Cosmo, ended up needing surgery so it's been really stressful trying to keep him in the cone of shame, which of course he HATES, and get him medicated and keep him calm so he doesn't rip out any stitches. I think we've sort of settled into a routine, but he doesn't get his stitches out until Saturday morning so we still have a long way to go (it seems).
I've been working from home, which means I basically sit on the couch all day - when I'm not chasing the cat around trying to get the cone back on him.
I've still been making my own food. This week I'm eating fruit, hemp toast, almond butter for breakfasts; soup and ciabatta for lunches; seitan piccata with mashed potatoes and sauteed red chard for dinner. The piccata turned out pretty well, I must say. It was my first time making it - even the seitan was homemade. (Seitan is "wheat meat" so it's definitely not gluten-free! But continuing with my use-what-is-already-in-the-pan
try thing I figured I'd give it a shot.)
My running schedule has been a bit off lately, too. I am exercising, but I just haven't felt like running much. I did treadmill hills with a short run at the end, and I went to HIIT on Sunday. I was not happy on Sunday - we had a substitute instructor and she was TERRIBLE. She didn't explain what she was doing, so everyone was at least one round behind her trying to figure it out (granted a round is 20 seconds, but still). Plus she was basically just yelling at everyone to go faster when if she had bothered to look around the room at all she would have realized half the people were either just standing there looking lost or doing something with completely craptacular form. I'm a big believer in doing five of something RIGHT instead of 20 of something with terrible form. That's how people get hurt.
I don't know if it's related or not, but I seem to have pulled something or pinched a nerve in my back, so this morning I really couldn't run. The slightest twist or turn and my whole body screams. I'm now on a steady stream of Advil hoping it'll go away, but I'm also going to skip the cardio for a day or two and try to stretch a bit to help it along. I'm gonna go ahead and blame the terrible instructor.
That's about it. I'll leave you with this picture of my pathetic furball.