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Adventures in Niagara Falls

Well, we had quite the adventurous weekend.

On Thursday morning Evan and I drove to the Buffalo airport to pick up these two cheeky American cats.

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Fabian and Paula. I mentioned in my last post (and several other times) that Paula and I met through our blogs a few years ago and decided that we needed to be real friends. Evan and I met her and Fabian for real a little over two years ago when we stayed with them while we were in Florida, and we had such a good time. We had been talking a lot about them coming to visit us in Ontario, so I was really excited we could finally make it happen. The four of us have only met once before but I feel like we have known them forever. Fabian said this too. It is a cool thing.

I was absolutely giddy as soon as we picked them up, and when I hugged Paula at the airport she was all “Did you just wrap your leg around me?!” Yes, yes I did.

It was convenient to get them in Buffalo because it’s only about a two hour drive from us, and they had never seen Niagara Falls, which is right on the border. So that was the first leg of Paula and Fabian’s Great Canadian Adventure.

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That stuffed parrot is Alan Barkin, and I know Paula is planning on explaining him so I will just briefly tell you that Alan was spending his days in a crane game until they rescued him, and now he is living the life.

Our first stop was the hotel, the Marriott Fallsview on the Canadian side, where we were staying (not to be confused with the Marriott Gateway on the Falls, they are two different hotels). We all bunked in one room to save moolah, and we obviously needed a room with a falls view, because who knows when any of us will be back! Here was our view:

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Pretty great.

After checking in we hit the street. If you’ve never been to Niagara Falls, please know the view is beautiful right from the street.

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None of us had eaten lunch yet so that was our first activity on the agenda. We went to The Secret Garden since we were over in that area and we noticed they had a patio. With interesting trees.


Fabian and I both ordered the ham and cheese croissant with fries, and I poutined my fries because poutine.


It was Paula and Fabian’s first poutine experience (first Molson Canadian experience also!) and sadly it was not the best example of poutine. The gravy wasn’t great and the cheese was just shredded cheese and not cheese curds (very important), but they got the idea. The croissant was okay, though for some reason both Fabian and I expected it to be warm and melty and it was cold and dry. Warm and melty would have been better, but what can ya do. Evan loved his fried eggplant sandwich though, so I might dabble up in that if I go there again. And I’ll tell you where the Secret Garden redeemed itself for me, the dessert.


Just insanely good. An ice cream sandwich with two homemade chocolate chip cookies and cookie dough ice cream.

After lunch we headed over to the Hornblower, the new boat formerly known as the Maid of the Mist. It was definitely a must-do for us, Evan and I haven’t even done it before!

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They hand you some pretty sweet pink ponchos before you get on the boat, since, you know, it is misty.

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The Hornblower goes by the American falls first, and there was a pretty rainbow.

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And then heads over to the horseshoe falls.

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I kind of felt like we were in the middle of a hurricane.

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The entire tour is about 20 minutes or so, but definitely worth it. It’s a good time and I am glad we did it!

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I saw a sign somewhere that said Niagara Falls is one of the seven natural wonders of the world, but it actually is not, though many people feel it should be. It is still quite a natural wonder even if it is not one of THE natural wonders.

After the Hornblower we walked around the falls for a while, looking at all the touristy things and taking advantage of all the photo ops.

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We went to the very end of the street, where the falls start, and I think watching the water rush over the ledge was a highlight for me. It is really crazy how fast it flows over the rocks.

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Pictures do not do it justice. It is amazing and I feel like everyone needs to see it at least once.

We had a fairly late lunch, so after our walk we hit up Spyce Lounge for some pre-dinner drinks. We had a perfect people-watching spot on the patio, with a view of the Fallsview Casino.


There are no people to watch in the above photo, so you’ll just have to trust me it was good for that.

I eventually switched to beer, but I started with a Caesar.


Because it’s a drink and a snack all in one!

We stayed for a few rounds and then hit up Coco’s for dinner. It was a bit chilly but we were all on the same page about sitting on the patio. Any time I can patio, I will patio.

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We all shared two kinds of pizza, the Americana (which was really funny because the exact same pizza at Spyce Lounge was called the Great Canadian, so they may want to sync up on that…)


And also a margherita pizza. I was really impressed with both, definitely would recommend eating there. I also recommend Copacabana Brazilian Steak House, we went there one year for my friend Joanna’s birthday (the time we met Vanilla Ice) and it is EXCELLENT. But we’ve all done the all-you-can-eat Brazilian meat before so we decided to switch it up. And Paula and I both agreed that if we ate too much meat we wouldn’t be able to drink, and that would be no good.

We hung out on the patio drinking and catching up until the place closed down, and then we walked to the falls again for night viewing.


Obviously much better in person.

We ended the day with a stop in the casino, just to check it out.


In the morning we pretty much just got up and got ready to go, as we were headed to Evan’s cottage and wanted to have most of the day there. I truly do think that one day in Niagara Falls (not including Niagara on the lake) is enough time to take it all in, unless there is anything specific you want to do (like a wax museum or something). And we even had a celeb sighting! While we were waiting for the hotel valet to bring us the car Joey Pantoliano (The Matrix, The Sopranos, Daredevil, etc) walked right by us. I don’t think I ever would have recognized him but Evan spotted him immediately. He totally recognized Evan recognizing him, but he was on the phone so we didn’t chase him down or anything. Just took a sneaky picture of his back.


Hard to tell in this photo but he was looking pretty snazzy. Evan, our resident researcher, found out later for us that he was there for a Comic Con Ottawa, and so was Jason Priestley! I wish I had known that earlier because I may have done some stalking. Joey Pants was definitely a good ending to our Niagara time though. On to the cottage!


All the Paula Fun

As I mentioned previously, after the Harry Potter adventure Evan and I drove over to Paula‘s for a fun night out with her and her husband Fabian.


As I have said to Paula many times, I love their love.

Paula and I have been following each other’s blogs for about two years, and we are Facebook friends (so obviously that means we are real friends), but we had never met in person. I have been telling Paula for at least a year that whenever I make it out to Florida I would be hitting her up for a fun time, so as soon as I found out I was going for sure I made a point to squeeze that sensual minx into our plans.

It was very trusting of Paula and Fabian to let us sleep over since we had never met before (especially Fabian, since to him I was a complete stranger), but I promised Paula we wouldn’t rob them and she relayed this news to Fabian and he said A-okay.

I was so excited to finally meet her, and of course her ridiculously cute one-eared bunny (who I also follow on Facebook), Georgina Bunnypants. Or just Pants.


As soon as I entered her house I was all “Where is PANTS?!” and made a beeline over to her cage.


Paula let  me give her a little treat to warm her up for a snugglefest, since she doesn’t usually like being held. I was excited that she let me pick her up.


I told her to relax and just enjoy it, but she kept that ear slicked back in protest. It was a satisfactory first snuggle though. Such a little muffin. Our first meeting went just how I envisioned.

I can’t remember the names of all the places Paula and Fabian took us, but we went to all of Paula’s favourite hotspots in downtown Orlando. No more Hungry Howie’s! Paula took us to excellent local places. Our first stop was Mucho, a kind of Mexican pub, and I only know the name because Paula blogged about it.


Paula made me order her favourite drink, Eola 101 (I kept wanting to call it Ebola), which included tequila and champagne and pure deliciousness. I liked it so much I had two more. And then our group had a tequila shot in celebration of…I don’t know, being awesome I guess. So I was feeling pretty good. So good I was in the mood for kissing roosters.


We went to a couple of other bars with names I don’t remember, and drank several more drinks that I don’t remember. I will tell you a little secret about Paula. That girl can DRINK. Fun, fun times. And I brought a little gift for Paula, straight from Canada.


Yes, the glasses. Paula now has her own pair. As you probably know, the glasses make a frequent appearance around here and Paula has commented about them before so I knew she liked them. It was time to pass them down, as they were passed down to me from my good friend Dawn.

Use them wisely Paula, they are hard to find even here! I expect to see them all over your blog, and you should probably wear them when you run your next race.

Fabian liked them also.


And I gave Paula an example of how they are to properly be used. Here was the target:


He liked it. I like his muscles.

I had a really, really fun night. I cannot picture it being more fun. Paula and I had so much to talk about and we felt like we knew each other for years. Evan also had a good time bonding with Fabian while Paula and I discussed boring blog stuff.

In fact, we had such a good time that on Saturday night Paula came out to Bradenton to see us!


It’s over a two hour drive, so you know this means she liked me also. Bradenton is also coincidentally Paula’s hometown, so she showed us all the good places to go downtown, including a local bar the Lost Kangaroo.


We be sunburnt.

It was the first time Evan and I went out in the downtown area, and I doubt we would have gone out like this ourselves. I was grateful she showed us such a good time.


She showed us all the good food in Bradenton also. Our next stop included the most amazing garlic knots.


And the most AMAZING pizza.

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We ate the entire thing. Not a slice left behind.


Infinitely better than Hungry Howie’s.

And that is all the Paula fun. You can also read her recaps of our adventures here and here. And if you don’t already read her blog, what is wrong with you?! She has been one of my faves for a long time, and our hangouts just solidified this. She is so much fun, and I wish she lived closer to me! Oh well, it gives me an excuse to come back to Florida…


Weekend Eats & Toonies


Before I get started on my weekend eating recapping (seems to be a theme lately), I just want to quickly explain something.

This is a tooney:


It is the Canadian $2 coin. Someone asked me in my last post what a tooney was, and I feel like that is a legit question if you are an American and not very Canada savvy. Actually, I feel like most Americans are not very Canada savvy (I have seen Rick Mercer’s Talking To Americans <- that is enlightening), so if you have any other burning questions about Canada you would like to get off your chest, feel free to ask me. But I would just like to say we don’t live in igloos (mostly), for the most part are not eskimos, don’t use dog sleds as our main method of transportation, it’s not winter all the time, I do NOT say ‘aboot’, and we don’t have Mounties roaming the streets everywhere. And I can probably count on both my hands the amount of times in my life I’ve seen a beaver. They are sneaky little beasts.

We do have a lot of maple leafs though, so that is true. We do love poutine (or I do, at least). And we really love our hockey also, and there is a big hockey lock-out right now which means no NHL this year and I’m pretty sure my dad is currently crying about that somewhere (he’s in Florida right now, so if you see a bearded man in a Speedo crying on the beach that’s probably him).

We do also tend to say “eh” a lot, and I am not even going to apologize for that. I love the word Eh. It is a legitimate way to end your question if you want someone’s opinion. It means “this is what I think, now tell me YOUR story.”

We also have a $1 coin, the looney. Which means the smallest bill we have is $5. And all our bills are multicoloured.

Oh yeah, and we like to go with the British spelling of things and add U’s to words like colour, honour, etc. And my American spell-check always tries to correct that on me.

Otherwise I think we are a lot like Americans, mostly. I hear we are more polite though.

Anyway, I’m glad that is all cleared up. But honestly, I love hearing the things people think about Canada, so I’m serious, tell me your stories and ask me your questions, I am all ears.

Saturday in the late morning I left my pal Emilio’s house and hit the road to my friend Sherrie’s for a girls’ movie day in.

(Sherrie and I, from the spring)

It was not nice out at all on Saturday, so Sherrie and I had big plans to lay around and do nothing. And eat.

We went to the Waltzing Weasel for a leisurely lunch, the same place my friends and I all went for St. Patty’s Day. They have pretty good appetizers there, and Sherrie and I ordered the nachos and the Tickle Pickle (deep-fried pickles) to split.

Ohh nachos and deep-fried pickles, how I love thee. We cleared that entire plate of nachos between the two of us, and obviously the pickles also. After a late night out with my friends and quite a few drinks, it hit the spot. And that is an understatement and a half. I loooooved the nachos.

So nacho-y delicious.

Afterwards we headed back to Sherrie’s and picked out our movies. Straw Dogs and Dark Shadows.

Let me just say, Straw Dogs was HORRIBLE. Just horrible. Not even the beautiful Alexander Skarsgård could redeem it for me. I did not like any of the characters, I did not find even one sentence of it to be believable, and I just was not a fan at all. Don’t watch it. The trailer totally lured me in! Oh well, Sherrie and I had fun making fun of the entire thing. We almost turned it off 10 minutes before the end. That is how uninterested we were.

Dark Shadows was better. I love Johnny Depp, I love Tim Burton, and I love vampires, so wins all around on those fronts. During the first 10 minutes Sherrie and I both agreed that we were realllllly going to love the movie. But then it got kinda disappointing. It ended up not being the movie masterpiece I was expecting. It had some slow parts, and overall we thought it was just okay.

For dinner Sherrie made me Kraft Dinner…

She ALWAYS makes me Kraft Dinner when I am at her house, and I love her so hard for it. She is amazing at cooking Kraft Dinner, and her noodles are always so perfectly cooked. I don’t even bother making KD myself anymore, because I know it will just be a disappointment. I can’t make it as good as her.

In other exciting eating news, on Sunday I went out for dinner at Libretto on the Danforth in Toronto, and I may have had the best pizza of my entire life.

That entire pizza is just for me (don’t worry, I took some home). It was sooo friggin’ delicious. It is cooked in a wood-fired oven, and is apparently exactly what you would find in Italy. And once again, I need to say if I was Italian I would be obese. This pizza was ridiculous. It made me want to go on an Eat, Pray, Love journey. Or at least the eat part of her journey…

I also started that off with fried gnocchi in a ricotta cream sauce (the sauce is underneath the gnocchi and difficult to see, but it was creamy and cheesy).

Once again, amazing. I was impressed.

Annnnnd I finished my meal with tiramisu.

I would say this was the best tiramisu I’ve ever had, but I don’t really ever order that, so I don’t think that would get across just how good this was. It was so delicious. I know I am raving on about everything here, but seriously. I almost passed out when I was eating it because I loved it so much.

I also noticed on the menu that they had Nutella Pizza, so…I am going to have to go back to this place…

And that is the end of my weekend eating adventure.

Also, I forgot to mention yesterday that a special someone showed up to the Jack & Jill as a surprise.

Troy! Remember him? (Sonja, I know he is your fave, so this is for you.)


No Routine? Eat All The Things!

I had definitely planned on recapping my weekend by now, but I was feeling a bit lazypants on Sunday and just not really in the mood for blogging, and yesterday I worked for 12 hours, so…did not happen.

Anyway, nothing too exciting went down. I went out with these beauties on Friday…

And these lovely gals on Saturday…

And both nights were a LOT of fun.

But what I would really like to talk about today is how terrible my eating has been lately.

I’m not kidding. Genuinely. No exaggeration here. I have been eating like absolute garbo, and it needs to stop.

Some of this has been documented on here. Actually, I was thinking the other day that when I post about food it is usually on the healthy side, but the last few months it has just been (ridiculously delicious) crap.

Like the ginormous calzone…

(and that was after all the wedding shower food)

The Wonderland funnel cake (and not to mention the poutine)…

And oh God, the froyo

Annnnd the nachos

Kraft Dinner (more than once)…

And kind of a lot of this goodness:

And some other food items that I haven’t mentioned on here, like this basket of amazingness:

And over the weekend I had McDonalds TWICE. And pizza twice. And a huge plate of greasy (but amazingly delicious) Chinese food.

It is not good (but at the same time it is so, so good.)

If I don’t stop this, I am going to RAPIDLY gain weight. I probably already have. I haven’t weighed myself since before Christmas so it’s hard to say, but my workouts have been sporadic as well, and my clothes definitely feel a little more snug than usual.

This kind of eating is unlike me. Obviously I enjoy delicious and unhealthy food fairly often, and I feel that all of the above foods SHOULD be included in even the healthiest of diets. But I never eat this much crap in this short a time, unless I’m on vacation or something. In my regular, every day life, I rarely eat out and I mostly make all my meals myself (you know this if you have followed my blog for more than six months, back when I used to post about what I ate every day). I eat breakfast at home, I bring my lunch to work, and I’m home for dinner. I eat out maybe once or twice a week. And no, I don’t say no to cookies.

But now…meh. I don’t have a routine. I am staying with friends, eating kind of whatever, whenever, and I haven’t been grocery shopping in a month. All my regular habits have gone out the window.

Don’t get me wrong here, I am staying with my friend Sherrie and I LOVE it. I feel like Sherrie is my sister! And her parents are super awesome and treat me like their own daughter. It is the most positive environment ever and I will be forever grateful.

But on the eating front, I’ve completely lost my groove. I can’t say no to anything that is offered to me. And no matter how close you are with someone, and how comfortable you feel with them, making food in someone elses’ kitchen is awkward. Hence my eating out.

Plus I have been out a LOT more than usual, and just generally busy, so this does not help.

And yes, I know I am making excuses here. If I really wanted to eat healthy, I would. But for me, when I’m out of my routine, I just don’t care. I don’t. I just want to eat all the things!

(Credit to Allie from Hyperbole and a Half for her original Clean All The Things drawing)

It does make me feel guilty though. Pretty sure I raved on all Sunday about how terrible I’ve been eating, but then when Sherrie and my friend Lisa asked me if I wanted to go out for dinner I was all “Um, YES!” So, I am le hypocrite (though I did veto going to the all-you-can-eat Mandarin, and we went out for Mexican and my meal was semi healthy).

But as of Sunday, I will have a home base again. I move on Sunday! Into my OWN place with my OWN kitchen, and I could not be more excited. I am just pumped to have my own space (I hate that line for some reason), and to get some sort of a routine going on.

I may still be eating crappily, we shall see. And I may just have to find something else to blame it on. Fingers crossed I will be back to normal though! I am a creature of routine, truly. Though of course I love a good unplanned adventure thrown in.

Hmm…I had an ending to this and now I’ve forgotten what it was. I bet it was funny too. Oh well.

Edited because I read this over and found a million typos.


Resolutions Shmesolutions

So it is a new year tomorrow, and it is about the time that everyone starts raving on about New Years’ resolutions and all the things they plan to change about their life in the upcoming year.

Fun times.

After reflecting on my own life over the past year, I have decided not to officially make any resolutions.

Here is why.

Remember at Easter I promised to post the recipe to my Nana’s shortbread cookies, and I didn’t end up posting it until I made the cookies again eight months later for Christmas?

Also, remember in the beginning of September when I posted about my goals for the month, and I vowed to do a follow-up and then start posting monthly goals? Well, that never happened.

And remember a couple weeks ago I posted about my building’s door decorating contest and how I planned to go all out this year with the decorating of our door? Welp, I ended up getting busy at work the day before and didn’t have time to go all out with the decorating. I didn’t want to half-ass it, so our door ended up staying undecorated. No biggie, but I did feel a little bit like a failure because I didn’t end up doing something I said I was going to.

So it would seem when I resolve to do something, it feels kind of like an obligation, and then I may not follow through with it. I don’t particularly like to plan every little thing. I do not have a Type A personality (just took the online test actually to make sure, and it’s true, I am more Type B). I like to be spontaneous and fly by the seat of my pants.

I’ve never been a big resolution maker, and so far my life has been going quite well, so I am just going to carry on being happy and not hungry and hope for the best.

Now, there are a few other random things I want to talk about that don’t really connect in any way, so here they are in list form.

1. We were staying at Andrew’s parents for the last couple of days having a Harry Potter marathon, so I have been MIA and disconnected from everything. They live in a secluded (and beautiful) area, and they still have dial-up internet. I barely get half a bar cell phone signal up there.

It was glorious to lay around for a day and a half with nothing to worry about except if Ron and Hermione would finally realize they were in love with each other, and what kind of makeup they used for Voldemort’s lack of nose.

(I love this picture so much)

We didn’t get through all the movies (I’ve seen them all a bunch of times anyway), but we did watch a good 12 hours or so of Harry Potter.

I’ll never get sick of it.

We had a little pizza party as well.

Followed by a cookie party for just me.

2. As a follow-up to that, I have been eating like absolute crap all week. I don’t think I’ve seen a vegetable since Christmas (oh wait, pizza is now a vegetable. Nevermind). But tomorrow is a new year! Back to the healthy-eating grind for me.

Not a resolution, just saying. I’ve had enough of eating processed garbo. I miss my veggies.

3. Eating like crap does not equal a good run. This morning I hit up the treadmill at the gym and it was slow going. I also haven’t ran in a couple of weeks and it showed. I honestly felt like a sloth, so I did intervals and mixed walking in with my running. It was a good way to ease myself into it, and I got nice and sweaty, so all is well.

4. I had a gift card for the mall, so I went to the mall gym this morning and afterwards hit up Lululemon (the only time I can buy stuff from there is when I have a gift card, because I am not rich enough to be able to spend $100 on pants).

The hoody I wanted was slightly discounted and final sale, so I had to try it on before I bought it to make sure it was good. As the girl was letting me in the change room, she asked me my name, and what kinds of activities I planned on doing in my new gear so she could write them down on my changeroom door.

I just want to try on a hoody, Ms. Noseypants. I don’t want it to say “laying on the couch eating pizza” on my door, which is what I plan on doing in my hoody tomorrow.

I said running, and she said “Actually, this hoody isn’t the best for running…” I know. I said that so you would have something to write down and so you would stop asking questions

I’m sure she was just trying to be helpful, but next time I am saying I will be using my new Lulu garb for my marathon and also Ironman training. Write that on my door.

5. I didn’t shower after the gym (hey, if you can’t be accepted all sweaty and gross in Lululemon, where can you be?) and as I was walking through the mall, a lady at one of those hair kiosks stopped me and was like “OMG! Your hair is so amazing! You have to tell me your secret!”

Friend, I haven’t washed my hair since Thursday. It’s in a greasy ponytail that is half falling out, and sweat has matted it to the side of my head. In the correct lighting, I look like I have bald spots above my ears. I’m not believing your sorry attempt at buttering me up. Save your hair ramblings for the next idiot who walks by because I’m not buying any of what you’re selling.

Good try though!

6. We finally bought a Keurig!

Andy’s parents have one so I have been enjoying delicious coffee there for the last couple of days, and I couldn’t go back home without one. It was on mega sale, and since Ando and I each buy a coffee a day, we are going to save some serious moolah with this beast. I’m excited for it. Gourmet coffee right in my very own kitchen. Yes yes.

7. I hope you all have a great New Year’s Eve!

Anderoni and I are hitting up our friend’s house party tonight, so tomorrow I will be laying around on the couch in my new Lulu hoody, recovering and eating pizza. And reading Sarah’s Key.

I just bought it…has anyone read it?

I will catch you all on Monday!

Or maybe not, since now that I’ve said that I may feel obligated to post :).

On a serious note, thank you for reading about my shenanigans this past year. All of your comments give me love bursts for you.

I mean it!


Living Room Boot Camp

Something I like to do to keep myself motivated to work out during the week is to plan my workouts. I usually put them on a little calendar on the side of our fridge, and I find that it keeps me accountable. When it’s in my schedule, it’s easier to stick to it.

This week looks like this:

Monday – off (check)
Tuesday – off (check)
Wednesday – BodyPump (check)
Thursday – 5k run (check)
Friday – BodyPump (welp…)
Saturday – 40 mins cardio – run or possibly arc trainer
Sunday – BodyFlow

Since today is Friday (hooray!), I had been planning to hit up BodyPump at my gym at 6:30. And even though this was planned and in my calendar, sometimes a wrench throws itself into my plans.

Tonight’s wrench was Andrew and pizza. I arrived home from work and started thinking about something quick to make for dinner. Andy-roo saw me scouring the freezer and said “Let’s just order pizza.”

This instantly excited me. All it takes is the suggestion of pizza for me to get on board. I wanted it. Badly.

So the problem was, if we ordered pizza right away it wouldn’t arrive in time for me to eat it before BodyPump. And also, let’s face it, pizza = lazy. When I pictured myself eating pizza, I pictured myself eating it in my sweatpants on the couch, with my workout done. And I didn’t want to wait until nearly 8pm to eat. I wanted to work out now and then eat pizza.

Here was my solution:

Living room boot camp! I found this workout on Pinterest the other day, and immediately pinned it. It looked like a great workout I could complete at home with no equipment.

I cleared out enough space in my family room, laid down my yoga mat, and got to work. 50 reps is no joke. That is a lot! The pushups were especially tricky. I can only do 10 regular pushups in a row, and then I have to put my knees down. By the third set my knees were completely under my hips for pretty much all 50 reps. It’s better to modify than to skip it though. And the squats and jumping jacks had my heart racing!

I didn’t time myself, but I think it probably took me about 20-25 minutes. Usually I have a really hard time motivating myself to workout at home, but knowing the pizza was on its way got me through this.

I’m happy I got ‘er done, and digging into the ‘za afterwards was so much more enjoyable after getting all schweaty.

Veggie Pizza!

I always get the veggie pizza from Toppers when we order in. Toppers really focuses on the toppings (hence “Toppers”), which I love! I love pizzas that are heavy on the toppings. Yumfest.

The rest of my meals today consisted of leftovers (meatloaf!) and oatmeal. And a couple mini cupcakes that were kicking around the office for a coworkers birthday.

Mini Cupcake

I love those things.

Well, my friends, it is leisure time! Enjoy your Friday!