I got my hair cut this weekend, specifically so that I’d not have an excuse not to work out in the mornings. I have very thick, very fine hair, and unfortunately it takes hours to dry. Frequently it feels like I’ll avoid working out so that I don’t have to wash my hair again. So on Saturday I hacked it all off, and this morning I got up and did a workout.
It was only a half hour: 15 minutes of aerobics and 15 minutes of strength, but I was totally wiped out afterward. I’m guessing several factors are involved; not getting enough sleep the past few nights and generally being out of shape being the main two. I created a Google doc spreadsheet to keep track of my exercise, because unlike tracking food intake, I think tracking exercise is fun. I like the idea of pushing myself to see improvement, of creating tables of data and analyzing my performance.
Right now my performance is so weak that it’s kind of amazing I can get up and down the stairs. Nowhere to go but up!


Weekend update: with cake!
I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend. I sure did! It was Jason’s birthday, so he came out to visit and we had a little birthday weekend that included the most delicious cake I think I’ve ever had in my entire life (except this one time when I tasted something called “Banana Cream Cake” and I practically reproduced that Meg Ryan scene while I was eating it):
It was made by Vinman’s Bakery here in Ellensburg. It was very not vegan, but it was what Jason wanted, and it’s his birthday, so he gets what he wants. I had to order it a few days in advance, but it was well worth it. The thing tasted about ten times as good as it looks. I was suitably appreciated for my efforts:
The kids, who would probably eat Cheez-Its and neon-colored “fruit” roll-ups until they puked if I let them, thought the cake was horrible. All those cherries inside! How do you get to the sugar when there’s all that real fruit in the way? I keep thinking how I fed the kids so many vegetables as babies; what happened? Are sugar addicts made or born? That’s a whole other can of posts….
Greg and Sonja and Liz all thought it was the bee’s knees of course, and we all had to work hard at not decimating the thing, which ended up being 9″ across and double-layered. I’m pretty sure this is what heaven tastes like. Except all the cream is vegan (but tastes the same).
We also spent some time at the nursery, where I picked up some herbs. Now when something calls for “fresh parsley”, I’ll have some right out my back door, assuming I can learn how to use the watering can every morning and not end up with dead plants in a week. I got the whole song: parsley, sage (two kinds), rosemary, and thyme. I also got some cute little chives. It’s practically a garden!