Though I was tired last night, I thought my muscles were recovering nicely. I noticed very little soreness and my legs weren’t as tight as I thought they would be. My falsely optimistic self decided that stretching was unnecessary. I deluded myself into thinking that I would be fine–no recovery necessary. I conveniently “forgot” that Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness existed.
Well, I found out this morning that it does.
Ok, its not terrible but I certainly was feeling it. Tight hamstrings, sore quads and an especially sore upper body (did I mention I’m NOT a swimmer!)…boo. I have some MAJOR stretching and foam-rolling to do!
Ok here’s the food:
Kashi Go Lean with 2% milk and a Banana. Black Coffee to drink.
I rarely have cereal and milk. I usually have my cereal with greek yogurt, but when I opened my tub of Chobani this morning, it was kinda yellow looking so I tossed it and settled for 2nd best.
Tomatoes and Carrots
Turkey with Spinach and Herbs in a Whole Wheat Pita.
This sandwich was so good! I used fresh herbs that we’re growing at home. one half had oregano and the other half had cilantro. The turkey is Boar’s Head Peppermill Turkey–my fave!
Apple. Mighty Maple. Pretzels.
Dinner was a 3 egg white quesadilla with mexican cheese and onions, a Spinach salad with a baby cucumber, salsa on the side! I also threw some leftover chicken on my salad because I needed something more. The eggs were so good though! We had to buy fresh eggs because I made Tiramisu this weekend and it has raw eggs in it. These are organic, Free-Range eggs and they’re beautiful! Don’t worry, though, the Tiramisu only had egg yolks so these were the left-over whites. I wouldn’t waste these babies!
A serving of Mixed Nuts. 2 Squares of Ghiradelli Milk Chocolate. 2 Marshmallows.
1.) What do you do for recovery? I need some good tips!
2.) What should I do with the rest of my eggs? Like I said…no wasting!
Until about 3 years ago, I despised breakfast. Cereal was just blah and the thought of oatmeal made me gag. I like eggs, but only had time to make them on the weekends–and even then it wasn’t a guarantee. If I got breakfast, it consisted of a slightly burned toaster strudel or a slice of toast on the way out the door. But, I didn’t care. I didn’t like breakfast, anyway.
Banana Oats with The Bees Kness PB and Coffee
And then, I got it. Well, it wasn’t exactly like that. I think it was more of a gradual process–reading other blogs and learning about nutrition. I was also in boarding school where much of socializing was done in the dining hall. Like in mean girls, the jocks, the nerds, the music geeks and the theater kids all had to steak out their respective tables and be seen. Even the faculty had their place.
But, no matter how it happened, I’m glad it did. I look forward to and love my breakfast! Oatmeal makes me happy and cereal and yogurt bring me joy.
If the last supper signifies the end, the first breakfast, is only the beginning.
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