Today, I retweeted this spot-on quote from Ruth Bordain, “I can’t get behind Meatless Mondays, but I am a very strong supporter of Tempehless Tuesdays.”
Methinks he/she is a fellow caveperson. Or at the very least, a vegan ridiculer.
Before heading to the women’s class at CrossFit Palo Alto, I filled my belly with a leftover piece of Damn Fine chicken and crudites dipped in basil and eggplant pesto.
The WOD was fun and challenging PLUS it was the first time I was able to do all 100 double-unders, albeit in fits and starts. I didn’t even realize the whipping I gave myself until Fitbomb pointed out my battle scars.
If someone asks sbout the welts, I’ll nonchalantly tell them that I was caught tagging a government building in Singapore.
After the class, I refueled with half a nuked sweet potato and a few slices of deli roast chicken.
For lunch, I made a frittata with zucchini, leftover emergency protein, frozen broccoli, and cherry tomatoes.
I ate a slice with ¼ of an avocado topped with Aleppo chile pepper finishing salt.
As an afternoon snack, I chowed on some coconut butter and a packet of Grass Fed Jerky Chews.
Then, my boys and I hopped on a train bound for San Francisco and met my hubby at Marlowe for dinner.
I can’t believe my week off is over and I’ll be starting work tomorrow night…
