I just got back from my morning walk/jog for coffee. The weather is practically perfect today. At least for me.
Yesterday topped out at 101 degrees F. This morning it is 62 degrees and overcast. A lovely breeze is blowing about.
As I walked, I thought about last night.
After the library I had planned on going to the gym. But I was so tired. The air felt heavy, and hot. It was as if I was being baked in an oven. My backpack was digging into my shoulders. I made a snap decision to go for frozen yogurt. I rationalized that it was my day off. I needed rest. And I could do some weights at home. In an air conditioned room!
So I walked up the street to "Green Apple Frozen Yogurt" at Eastport Plaza.
My plan was just a small serving. And keep the toppings simple and gluten free.
I was pleased to find they posted the calorie and sugar content for each flavor. I was even happier to discover there was a "Plain, tart" yogurt. It still had sugar, but much less than the other flavors. I topped it with nuts, coconut, fresh fruit and a splash of caramel.
I really enjoyed that yogurt!
I left shortly afterwards and hopped on the bus towards home. I checked the bus schedule, and I had a half hour before the next bus. And conveniently, there is a Starbucks nearby. In fact, the same Starbucks I stopped at first thing in the morning.
So I started and ended my day with passion. Err... an unsweetened Passionfruit iced tea.
The barista greeted me with a warm, "Hello, Zita!" when I came in.
I looked around to find a seat near a charging port. And deja vous! My same seat was available. And even weirder, the same young man was sitting at the table right next to it.
I am worried about this young man. He appeared to have been there all day. He had a backpack full of Doritos and Gatorade. He had a Starbucks ice water, and his Ipad. He had headphones in his ears, flaying his arms around and laughing.
At one point, he got up to throw away his Doritos package. He stumbled and fell to the ground, all the while laughing and talking to himself.
Earlier, before church when I stopped by for my morning iced tea, I asked the barista for the restroom code. She motioned me closer and whispered it in my ear, explaining they did not want the young man behind me to know it.
I sat by him, but avoided staring. He wasn't bothering me, but I was a little worried. About the baristas. Would he leave willingly when they were closing? Was he on drugs? Mentally ill? Did he have a home.
He appeared to be in his late teens, maybe early twenties.
I said a brief silent prayer for him and left to catch my bus.
At home, I did a quick arm workout and then collapsed on my bed. It was only 7:30, but I was so tired. I put in a "Homeland" DVD and relaxed. I was planning on getting up and doing laundry, knitting and practicing piano. But I slept like a baby all through the night!
I am still tired today. But the cooler weather is divine.
I did a quick hoop workout and then my walk to the gas station for my morning bitter brew.
I am happy to say, I LIKE black coffee now!
I weighed in. Still the same. This week I am going to focus on fresh veggies and fruit. More water. I looked at the running track longingly when I returned for my walk. Unfortunately, I did not get up earlier for a proper run.
But I am happy that the desire is there! So my plan for the week is to wake up early enough for a run before I hoop. And continue to watch my eating.
Here is my latest hoop demo. Day 11! I must apologize for the blurry quality of this video. I think I should have put it on a different setting. I chose "Dreamy", and with the clouds it just looks "blurry"! Oh well, live and learn...
Happy Monday!
Enjoy the cool breeze!
Talk to you tomorrow!
Love,
Zita
Yesterday topped out at 101 degrees F. This morning it is 62 degrees and overcast. A lovely breeze is blowing about.
As I walked, I thought about last night.
After the library I had planned on going to the gym. But I was so tired. The air felt heavy, and hot. It was as if I was being baked in an oven. My backpack was digging into my shoulders. I made a snap decision to go for frozen yogurt. I rationalized that it was my day off. I needed rest. And I could do some weights at home. In an air conditioned room!
So I walked up the street to "Green Apple Frozen Yogurt" at Eastport Plaza.
My plan was just a small serving. And keep the toppings simple and gluten free.
I was pleased to find they posted the calorie and sugar content for each flavor. I was even happier to discover there was a "Plain, tart" yogurt. It still had sugar, but much less than the other flavors. I topped it with nuts, coconut, fresh fruit and a splash of caramel.
I really enjoyed that yogurt!
I left shortly afterwards and hopped on the bus towards home. I checked the bus schedule, and I had a half hour before the next bus. And conveniently, there is a Starbucks nearby. In fact, the same Starbucks I stopped at first thing in the morning.
So I started and ended my day with passion. Err... an unsweetened Passionfruit iced tea.
The barista greeted me with a warm, "Hello, Zita!" when I came in.
I looked around to find a seat near a charging port. And deja vous! My same seat was available. And even weirder, the same young man was sitting at the table right next to it.
I am worried about this young man. He appeared to have been there all day. He had a backpack full of Doritos and Gatorade. He had a Starbucks ice water, and his Ipad. He had headphones in his ears, flaying his arms around and laughing.
At one point, he got up to throw away his Doritos package. He stumbled and fell to the ground, all the while laughing and talking to himself.
Earlier, before church when I stopped by for my morning iced tea, I asked the barista for the restroom code. She motioned me closer and whispered it in my ear, explaining they did not want the young man behind me to know it.
I sat by him, but avoided staring. He wasn't bothering me, but I was a little worried. About the baristas. Would he leave willingly when they were closing? Was he on drugs? Mentally ill? Did he have a home.
He appeared to be in his late teens, maybe early twenties.
I said a brief silent prayer for him and left to catch my bus.
At home, I did a quick arm workout and then collapsed on my bed. It was only 7:30, but I was so tired. I put in a "Homeland" DVD and relaxed. I was planning on getting up and doing laundry, knitting and practicing piano. But I slept like a baby all through the night!
I am still tired today. But the cooler weather is divine.
I did a quick hoop workout and then my walk to the gas station for my morning bitter brew.
I am happy to say, I LIKE black coffee now!
I weighed in. Still the same. This week I am going to focus on fresh veggies and fruit. More water. I looked at the running track longingly when I returned for my walk. Unfortunately, I did not get up earlier for a proper run.
But I am happy that the desire is there! So my plan for the week is to wake up early enough for a run before I hoop. And continue to watch my eating.
Here is my latest hoop demo. Day 11! I must apologize for the blurry quality of this video. I think I should have put it on a different setting. I chose "Dreamy", and with the clouds it just looks "blurry"! Oh well, live and learn...
Happy Monday!
Enjoy the cool breeze!
Talk to you tomorrow!
Love,
Zita
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