I’m so sleepy today. I stayed up late reading, and then there wasn’t actually sufficient coffee when I got up and a busy morning meant I never really got sufficient coffee until it was too late to matter.
Now I’d like to go home and take a nap — it’s much too late for that, though.
Ok — I will make some kind of an effort here in the waning moments of the day —
My fitness cult had a healthy cooking class at lunchtime. I was paired up with a kind of slow woman from a previous session who I didn’t really know. We had to make tuna fish cakes and roasted green beans. The roasted green beans, which I took over, turned out well. Our fishcakes never really held together, but they were pretty tasty.* It’s a hard assignment, to cook a recipe you don’t know with a person you don’t know. Also, it is possible that sometimes I am not the most patient person in the world. Oddly, there is another woman in the program who isn’t in my Monday/Wednesday exercise class, but who I have seen here and there. She always asks dumb questions. But she was cooking next to me with some French guy, and I actually think we would have made better partners. She knew how to cut up an onion, at least, and how to read a recipe.
Just a few more reasons you might want to think twice before hanging out with me, eh? If you’re a useless cook, anyway.
But I do think we’re lucky. The Monday-Wednesday exercisers have become a pretty tight group, and I think we’ll stick together and find some other class to take Monday and Wednesday nights at the gym when the program ends. I like all of them a lot. It’s like one of those neighborhood teams in a Disney movie, right? We’re all unlikely characters, but we’re a little family, and some of us are strong and others of us can actually run or do planks on two points and our coaches have their own backstories and together we’re going to win some competition we have no business winning. It’s the kind of thing that writes itself!
*Thinking back on our tuna fish cakes; ours were certainly the ugliest, but they might have been the tastiest — by virtue of the fact that they weren’t very mashed together. Hmm. Something to ponder.