on being too sore to cook

i have to apologize. i've not fallen off the face of the earth. it's just that i haven't really been cooking lately, at least nothing to write home about.

my kickboxing place finally opened their alpharetta location, after almost a year of promising that it'll open any day now (yeah, i know, permits and stuff prevented it from opening, yadda yadda yadda); and this couldn't have come at a better timing. not only do i need to let out some pent up aggression, but i'm suffering from a sad case of I'm So Fucking Out Of Shape that it hurts. this week i went to one of the late afternoon sessions three times, and lemme tell you that afterwards, after i've come home and showered off, the last thing i want to do is to cook because i barely have the energy to even sit on the couch without moaning in pain.

so there has been a lot of buttered noodles, and standing in front of the fridge gnawing on pieces of cheese for dinner. and i've wiped out my entire stash of frozen japanese wontons. a trip to the Super H today must be made, because i've become dependant on those dumplings. yes, Boy, i know they're not the healthiest thing in the world for me to be eating the hell out of, but we have no other food in the house right now.

i toyed with the idea of going to kickboxing this morning, but the fog in my brain has not lifted yet and i haven't had coffee. so let me have some coffee, make a grocery list, possibly do some yoga, and plan a few days worth of some healthy food that i can actually blog about without boring you all to death.


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