Another weekend GONE. Don’t know how that keeps happening. Casey and I had an overall relaxing weekend, which was nice after
we I got super cray last weekend. In fact, 11 p.m. last Saturday night was pretty much polar opposite to 11 p.m. this past Saturday night.
Apparently now that I’m 25 it takes a full week to recover from a night out on the town. We went to Abbey and Catherine’s to watch the Aggie game with our friends Saturday night, but at least three of us didn’t quite make it til the end. Give me a couch and a blanket any time of day (but especially after 9 p.m.) and I have no problemo takin’ a bit of a snooze. I was in charge of food for the peeps, and I tried some new Pinterest recipes that all turned out just fab. I was inspired by my recent trip to Pittsburgh to make some stuffed jalapenos. I tried to get my friends (all LiveStrange readers, holla) to do vodka shots after, but they refused, because of this post. Their loss, because now what are they going to blog about? How they just enjoyed stuffed jalapenos on Saturday night? Snore. Good thing they don’t have blogs, am I right?
Such a good little
poser for pictures food hoverer.
Here’s a gem we snapped before we fell asleep.
Duck faces to the max.
The menu for Aggie game night (all successes!):
Jalapeno cheddar cornbread muffins (made with whole wheat flour for a touch of health)
And for dessert: White chocolate s’mores gooey cake bars (no health added)…We had to eat this straight out of the pan because the gooeyness was at level one hundred. So, if you have trouble with germs, I don’t recommend making these. How Picky Palate got her bars to be cut into perfect little squares is beyond me. However, everyone agreed it tasted like angels made it, which is almost true, because I’m practically an angel if you think about it.
Luckily Sunday I had to do some half-marathon training, because I’m running the Houston race in January, and I’m attempting to do it in under two hours, which is a bit of a stretch considering my fastest one yet took 2 hours and 11 minutes, but I’m determined to get faster at these things if I’m going to keep signing up for them. I did my four mile run in 35 minutes, which is ahead of schedule to run the race in 1 hour, 59 minutes, and 59 seconds, which is the exact time I’m going for. Also, my first mile of that jog was done in 7 minutes and 44 seconds, which made me feel like a future Olympian. I dream big. Considering when I was marathon-training two years ago my pace was 12 min/mile, I’m stoked to have a pace that’s a little farther away from “practically-walking speed.” Anyway point is, I tried to work off that “divine intervention dessert” (named by Abbey) the following day, and seeing as I also got my fastest 5k time (26.45) that day, I’m thinking maybe I should eat that thing every night before a run. Carbo-loading at its finest.