Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Back again...

On my way in to work this morning I saw a bicyclist.

Note I type 'bicyclist' and not 'a guy on a bike'. A bicyclist conjuring up (to me at least) a guy who is serious about his chosen mode of transportation by wearing the lycra shorts, reflective vest, headgear, pads - whole nine yards.

The reason I mention this bicyclist is because as I was driving past I glanced over at him. Not because he was particularly 'fetching' in his lycra shorts, but because I'm always afraid they will do something crazy as I drive past - like turn left in front of me or something...

In addition to the above stated reason I glance over to look because there is a bit of deep seated jealousy that he is exercising in order to get where he needs/wants to be - while I, human slug that I am, happen to be gobbling up one of the world's precious resources and contributing to the cellulite level in my thighs by driving because I would NEVER dream of trying to ride my bike to work.

...I digress...

I am driving past him and I glance over. I get a glimpse of his face. He has a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, puffing away as his legs are pedaling as fast as possible in order to keep up with the flow of traffic.

A cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Getting a mental image? Is it just me, or is that ironic on a level that goes WAY beyond funny into something very....odd in an omninous way..?

Anyway, I filed it under the 'strange things I've seen'. Just in case anyone asks...which they probably won't - but just in case.

Been trying out recipes that I have found trolling low carb sites. Here are a few of the good ones:

Ice Cream that is like...A Frosty! LOVED IT!

Pound cake. A little crunchy because I ground up my own almonds for the flour - but still..LOVED IT! Tried to be creative and make one that used a little coconut flour. Blech. I don't think I like coconut flour. It tasted like..It tasted like...Well - I don't know what it tasted like, but it was gross.

Brownies. Yes. That is what I said - brownies. Rich tasting, dark chocolate. I am beginning to drool just thinking of them, sitting in my kitchen - calling me.

I have been eating little mini quiches for breakfast every day this week - about three of them. I made them with egg, canadian bacon, swiss cheese, chives and some dehydrated onion. But I got the idea from here. I know, so simple I should have thought of it, but I've already said I am cooking challenged - so simple things like that may come naturally to some people - but not me.

In addition to the quiches for breakfast, I've been packing two hard boiled eggs to snack on and plain old celery. Lunch consists of a small salad (romaine lettuce) with a scoop of tuna salad and cesar dressing. If I am still hungry - I snack on some macademias.

Dinner tonight will be sausage and cauliflower fried up like potatoes.

Okay - have to go and try to cook without setting off the fire alarm.

Wish me luck!

1 comment:

Vikki said...

I agree it's odd. You expect a cyclist to be a granola toting, beef banning, veg touting, hippy dippy health nut! Not that any of those things aren't wonderful, but the cig just doesn't seem to meld well with that image. Maybe he lost a bet or something...giggle
Have a great week,
Vikki