Ugly Juice

Today I accomplished nothing, literally nothing. Some days you just have to accept that you aren't going to have a fabulous day. Tomorrow will be another day where it can be sunshine and rainbows (or at least some productivity and dish washing).

I also inhaled a very ugly juice (the side effect of being beet-less).

The juice had carrots (a ton), 3 oranges, and a handful of spinach.

In more positive news, we made an offer on the house, so now we just have to see if it goes through (fingers crossed). Buying a house is a pretty stressful event. Our mortgage repayments will only be $200 more than we pay now for rent and tolls for the Aussie to get to work (no tolls from the potential new house), but there is something about owing so much money. However, it will be nice to have something of our own with more space (3 bedrooms instead of 1). Cross your fingers for me!

The Workout

Uh, I had a nap instead. I told you I accomplished nothing.

Off to read,

B

People are strange

Oscar, my beloved juicer, made an excellent breakfast juice today by chomping up the usual juice suspects (with the Aussie's help, of course).

This:

 became that:

I love all the colours, and yes ice makes everything better. This made two 16 ounce juices.

For lunch I decided to venture out for a veggie burger. It turned out to be an interesting walk. First thing I saw was the mailman (mailperson?) delivering mail on a bicycle! I'd never seen that before, and definitely thought it was an awesome way to do it. In true stalker fashion, I whipped out my camera to snap a photo.

Um, you may be wondering where the bike is (heck or even where the mailman is). You need to look very closely and you'll see his little bag sticking out as he turned the corner. Those guys are fast, and, sadly, I am not (note to self - take paparazzi off potential career options).

But, my walk got even more interesting when I saw a guy riding his bike in the middle of the rode wearing these (not a mailman):

 Source

I kid you not. And I definitely wouldn't recommend it, because it's incredibly reckless (I think he must may have been drunk at 1pm on a Wednesday).

I finally made it to the burger place - Urban Burger.

I have been here once with the Aussie, and decided to be unoriginal and get the exact same thing - vegan burger & snack sized chips with honey mustard for dippage.

The burger is made from lentils and darn tasty.

After the feast, I decided to peruse Aunt Maggies, a local health-food store.

 

I like to imagine that it's like Wholefoods, but it's not (not even close). I was delighted though when I saw they started carrying my favourite local sparkling water from Hepburn Springs.

The Workout

Today I did 5 ks of walking and bodypump.

Off to veg,

B

Double workouts

I walked, trammed, walked, and trammed all to get my new favourite tea - Rosehip. So far I've only been able to find it at the South Melbourne Market.

It's sweet and fruity - no sugar needed.

After chasing down the tea, I decided lunch was needed (it was after two so I say needed but really I mean desperately, desperately required). I was in a funk and after 3 laps around the food court I couldn't find one thing I wanted. Don't you hate it when you're past the point of starvin' marvin and nothing is appealing? I opted to hop back on the tram and survey the options on Fitzroy Street. Luckily, I found something delish (an oldie but a goodie).

Hello there, curry. Get in my tummy! I tried (and failed) to dominate this meal, but Veg Out has seriously generous portions (I *may* have opted for all the veggies and left a lot of brown rice). The eggplant was particularly well cooked.

After a bit of digestion, I headed to the gym for bodypump. Then I thought it would be a good idea to also go to boxing. And as I'm typing this my arms feel like noodles. Tomorrow will be an easy day.

The evening ended with a bit of deja vu with some much needed nutrient filled juice (minus the grapes).

The best thing about my new juicer is that it came with lifetime juice making (and cleaning).

Best.husband.ever.

Off to bed,

B

Summer Pasta

I dragged my tush to bodypump yesterday evening (I know you were waiting with bated breath to find out if I made it). It was surprisingly similar to hot yoga (seriously the sweating started in the warm-up and I used that analogy even though I've never been to hot yoga - but I figure it's pretty hot). After sweating working out I headed home where the Aussie spoiled me with a lovely juice.

Pre-juicer chewing:

Look at all that goodness.

We also got a wedding invitation (woot, woot - I love weddings), so we'll be having lots of wedding fun at the end of March.

Today I walked around Albert Park lake with my sister-in-law and then walked to the grocery store to gather some ingredients after I was inspired by this girl to make her olive oil pasta (which I took the liberty of renaming Summer Pasta because it was so light and summery).

Pasta is always better with bruschetta.

The pasta was delish! We decided that such a lovely meal deserved a good dinner location.

Enter the much loved and not used enough outdoor set (with a handsome husband)

Added bonus is leftovers for the Aussie's lunch.

Off to watch Big Bang,

B