And it’s sun-shiiinnee. Blue eeyyyees! Oh how I love Jake Owen and warmer weather. I just wish I was beachin’ like the song. At least it is almost warm enough for me to stop drinking warm water on a routine business. We have reached room temperature status people!
No matter the weather though I really never get tired of oatmeal. Overnight. Instant. Stovetop. Overflowing in my microwave. And especially with peanut butter and banana. I know no better breakfast combo. Takes me back to pb & banana sandwiches, Hawaiian punch, and Rugrats. All day ‘err day.
You know what else never gets old? Charlie Brown. I seriously listen to Charlie Brown Christmas year round. Since there’s no singing I don’t qualify it as real Christmas jingles. Plus it just makes me happy and relaxed. So judge me. At least I took my tree down before St. Patty’s day this year..
So I fiiinally had my doctor’s appointment to take a looksy at my self diagnosed stress fracture in my leg. While this was the main concern of my appointment, I can’t neglect to point out what else my doctor was concerned about…
No I don’t have HIV that’s just a routine screening. Just right above it though. Yup. My doctor has confirmed with me that my carrot addiction has gotten out of (orange) hand.
Is it bad to say that I am kinda hoping my liver enzymes are a little out of whack so I don’t look as crazy for eating copious amounts of orange vegetables? Either way, I am looking forward to the blood work ahead of me tomorrow just about as much as I anticipate a root canal.
Actually I take that back. A root canal sounds much more enjoyable. At least maybe I have the chance of being knocked out for it.
A few x-rays later and I am waiting to hear back on my leg diagnosis so I can finally get back out there and get to running. I have a tequila filled Cinco de Mayo race to train for you know. Running in a sombrero is harder than it looks. I just hope a Marichi band is pacing me the whole time.
In the meantime I’m “taking it easy” with some Insanity. Like I said I have a problem. Someone come whip my orange, crippled butt into gear. I’m pretty sure I should be a carrot mascot at this point. I wouldn’t even need a costume.
Make it a great day!
Do you listen to Christmas music all year?
What’s worse: going to the doctor or dentist? Dentist. Always a painful experience.