The weekend began with Biff and I attending an art exhibition, in which one of our friends was a participant.
This was preceded and proceeded by about a million enzymes, naturally. I survived, thankfully. My family, however, ate some ridiculous food.
Bacon just disgusts me. I used to love it, but now, not so much. Blegh.
To make up for my carb loaded breakfast, I went for a run later. The weather was amazing. Chilliness makes me feel so festive. Lately, I have been having knee pain again, my fiancé has been concerned. He always tells me to run on the grass, but I hate it. Road running is so much smoother and you don’t have to constantly beware the holes. But, after some convincing, I decided it would be in my best interest long term to start running on grass. Hopefully my neighbors didn’t mind me traipsing all over their yards.
Following my exhausting run (grass-running is way more work), I was famished. Dinner was much more nutrient-dense than breakfast. Later that evening, I found out that Bethenny Frankel had an almost identical meal. I am awesome.
I woke up Sunday morning to sore muscles in my ankles and feet (the good kind of sore), which means they are getting strong, and no knee pain. Hallelujah! I guess my pro-athlete fiancé does know what he’s talking about…
While celebrating my lack of pain, I had a filling breakfast.
For lunch was Arroz con Pollo and Sofrito.
Dinner was less spectacular, but still tasty.
I had a really hard time not letting this wonderful, pain-free, holiday-spirited day get ruined by senior research, but I managed. It’s the holiday season, and I am happy.