I have a theory regarding the climate in DC: if I’m going to live somewhere with blazing, oppressively hot summers, I want to at least be granted a pass with mild winters. I’d like to not routinely feel like my face is going to freeze off. I’d like to run outside without getting windburn or feeling like my lungs have just had a close encounter with some dry ice. Take, for example, a place like San Antonio (where Brandon is from):
Alternatively, if I’m going to live somewhere with frigid, bitterly cold winters, I at least want it to involve buckets of snow on a semi-regular basis. Take, for example, a place like Colorado (where I’m from):
But nooooo, DC has to go and have the worst of both worlds (except for last winter, which was gloriously mild). Blast furnace-esque summers combined with meat-locker-meets-wind-tunnel winters doth not a happy habitat make. This makes me extra, super-duper happy that I can now take the bus instead of having to rely on on Metro (which often lacks climate control) and thus schlep a half mile to and from work.
Memo to the bus: you complete me. (Ok, I also told my other great love, guacamole, that it completes me, but it totally doesn’t have to know that you’re competing for my affection. This can be our little secret.)
Today, of course, is a frigid day — so as you’ll see from this week’s What I Ate Wednesday, hosted by the lovely Jenn from Peas & Crayons, I’m relying heavily on warm, soul-soothing foods to get me through until the next heat wave.
Before hitting the gym, I had my customary coffee, banana (it was gobbled up while the toast was toasting and the coffee was brewing, so it didn’t make the photoshoot), and toast:
I took my breakfast to work, which means I wolfed down my GF oatmeal with ground flax seed, blueberries, and almond milk. My beloved snacks were comprised of cantaloupe, celery with hummus, Greek yogurt, hard-boiled eggs, and string cheese.
Dinner, because I was feeling a tad lazy, was rotisserie chicken from Costco (Costco: you also complete me! Shhh, don’t tell the bus or the guacamole) and salad with yogurt-based French dressing. Sometimes I just have to ask somebody else to do the cooking for me, know what I mean?