Despite one summer of lessons, I really suck at tennis now. I used to have some decent shots, though, and really enjoyed playing with my brothers as well as my sister-in-law Sarah. I also used to go hit balls against a tennis wall near my parents' house; there is nothing more satisfying than hitting a tennis ball really hard and really well. (Way better than Prozac or cake.) The only downside to tennis that I can see is that once you get relatively used to being able to hit well it's that much more frustrating when you can't hit well. I don't think I've played any sports or done any activities where I would swear and curse as much as a I did when Sarah and I used to play together.
Other than watching tennis, today I also went through a bunch of baby stuff that my friend Shannon had brought over about two weeks ago. I sorted it, folded it, and put it in big tupperwares in the garage. Slowly but surely I'm cleaning out all the crap, people.
It helped that I had a tasty and pretty protein-y breakfast today.
That's greek yogurt (yes, it's 2%, and it was good!), strawberries, some strawberry jam that I didn't end up using, and a piece of toast there in the background. I ended up putting some almond butter on the toast too.
After breakfast I did the baby organizing, did other sundry chores around the house, and then went to my BodyPump class at the gym. There was a substitute instructor, and she kicked our bottoms.
I had plans for a mexican-inspired dinner tonight, so I went to Whole Foods to buy a few things. I was going to use quinoa, but to be honest I don't like quinoa all that much and thus I ended up going for millet.
|Thank goodness for these cooking directions. Heh.|
For dinner I cooked the millet, added a can of Ranchero Beans (WF brand, I think), and then added some sauteed swiss chard and fresh tomatoes from my mother-in-law's garden. I also added taco seasoning to the millet and topped it all with more greek yogurt and some cilantro. Final product:
Those are yellow heirlooms, btw, and for not having a recipe this sure turned out good. I told David I just hope I can keep up this cooking streak for good. Too frequently I'll get on a roll and then lose interest in cooking and dreaming up recipes.
After taking Haruki on a walk to the cemetery near our house (it's really pretty there at sunset), David and I shared some dessert: a peach and some angel food cake that David's mom gave us yesterday.
I swear there are more peach slices down there... :-)
*Do you get competitive or swear when you play any sports or activities?