I've done better with food during the second half of the week, and pushed myself to go to different places and try different things (rather than just yet another chicken or turkey sandwich).
Wednesday I got up, went swimming, went to yoga (was supposed to be with my regular teacher, but she had a sub instead, my former
regular teacher). The class was alright, a little too self affirming for me, which reminded me of why I no longer went to class with my former regular teacher. I ended up going to lunch at City Girl Café
in Inman Square. The food was alright: I had a chicken parm panini. After I left there I went over to look in Bird By Bird
(to buy something for the nephew) and went by 1369
. I saw a woman eating a positively scrummy sandwich, and wished I'd eaten there instead. Ah well.
I had high(ish) hopes for cleaning on Wednesday afternoon, but they were dashed (reasons unimportant here), so I had a mostly lazy afternoon. I had my traditional Wednesday dinner, and went to yoga in the evening. Thankfully my regular teacher was there, and it was an awesome class!
Thursday. Swim early. I ended up going out to the Arlington Center
for a yoga class with Liz Owen
. I've had a class or two with her before. While the class was listed for "continuing" students, I found myself well ahead of most of the participants (and I was one of just two attendees under the age of 50, and the other one was pregnant!) in terms of knowing the poses. Some of it was my (seasoned) knowledge of sanskrit: when the teacher said eka pada rajakapotasana
, I knew exactly what she meant, and how many blankets I would need. Mmmm, props!
I had lunch at Mr. Crepe in Davis Square (smoked ham & cheddar cheese, yummmmm), and then high tailed it home. Before I could get started cleaning/sorting, I got a call from my friend N who had been subject to a towed car, and needed a ride. Normally I would not be someone who would get that kind of call, but N knew what few others did, that I was acting as host to another friend's car. So I got into that car (well, BMW SUV actually) and drove over to Newton to pick up N and take her to the tow yard. I hung out at her house for a while after that before coming back to Cambridge. Dinner? Eh, I don't remember!
Friday: swim, dentist (just a checkup). Later I had lunch at Flour Bakery
in the South End. Bread = yummmmmm! I had a turkey & cheese & cranberry sauce sandwich, and added a banana and slice of apple snack cake to boot. After I got home I used the BMW to cart a whole pile (well, actually, four huge garbage bags) of clothing to Goodwill in Central Square. In return for my generosity, I managed to score a parking space right in front of the store. Go me!
About the only other thing worth noting: I've had eight naps in eight days. I could live like this. But I do miss work.