Leftovers

“Long day?” the building attendant said as I attempted to squeeze onto the elevator. I was loaded up like a pack horse, with overstuffed bags strapped over each shoulder. “yep” I replied, without thinking. Actually, it hadn’t been a long day, it had been an exceptionally fun day that went by all too fast, but I was too tired to converse and I figured he was probably just making conversation.

The bags contained gym clothes, outdoor skiing gear, my laptop, an ipad, and an empty lunch bag. I spent the morning researching a topic that I am totally interested in, and over lunch I went cross country skiing with a coworker. Heavy flakes fell gently from the sky as we entered the freshly powdered woodland trail.

Deep in the woods we passed a couple of other coworkers, who waddled by in snowshoes grinning from ear to ear. “How luck I am to work here” I thought, breathing in the crisp Minnesota air. At this time of the year, it is normal for me to feel sorry for myself and fantasize about moving someplace that is fired in a kiln of perpetual summer. Today I felt nothing but gratitude for the winter.

After skiing there was lab meeting, and then I swung over to crossfit. 100 pull-ups, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats later and I found myself no longer trotting, but ambling at a thought-captured pace. This is the state in which the building attendant had spotted me. I suppose I looked a bit worn down.

I watched the lights change, and in my mind tried to figure out what I was going to do for dinner. I opened the refrigerator to an entire roast chicken and roasted vegetables wrapped in foil. Christina was at work, and I was too hungry to cook, so I decided to just have leftovers.

Now here I sit, with a cup of warm tea and a sweet paleo treat of raw honey mixed with tahini (equal parts of each), the flavor of which reminds me of sesame halava. I am finding the paleo diet to be quite delicious. Having started (for the most part) just after Christmas, I am finally feeling like my body is used to the new fuel I am feeding it… but I’ll keep you posted!

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