It has been a goodly amount of time since I’ve shared my playlist with you!!
It has also been quite a long time since I’ve been able to go running. My chiro and my physical therapist are working in conjunction with my orthopedic surgeon, and they are confident that I can slowly *emphasis on SLOWly* begin running again.
Months without my normal cardio has really bummed me out. I scream at my knee the way my father screams at the computer printer as he tries to change the ink: loudly, and with many curse words. I am beginning to understand why he does it. It doesn’t make the problem go away, it’s just a fairly satisfying way to expunge some of the rage from your body. My knee IS a dirty whore. It should TOTALLY GO TO HELL. If it doesn’t start behaving I AM going to rub it inappropriately up against the naughtier parts of Glenn Beck. That’ll teach it. It may also scar me for life and garner me a conservative stalker who humps my leg, but my dirty whore of a left knee deserves it. Left leaning knee, meet the right leaning dick. literally.
What have I been doing instead? Other than running away from embarrassing situations by going to buy K-cups at the Dunkin late at night while fretting over the phone with this bitchlet? The mother trucking, oh so boring, extra stooooopid elliptical and arc trainer. Thank the sweet baby buddha for audiobooks and the kindle. I’ve also taken a disproportionate number of spin classes, bootcamps and “active yoga” classes. I really believe “active yoga” is a misnomer, it’s hardly active, but the pulchritudinous instructor keeps me and my GBF firmly in that class. The others in our group swear to be going for the workout. I don’t buy that one bit. GraveRobber is NOT above taking a class because the teacher is pretty. She totally thinks he’s HAWT.
The hot teacher and fun jokes made at spin are not the same as running, though. There is really nothing like running for me. Well, ok, there is SOMETHING better than running, but I really don’t think I should discuss that in polite company, and I have at least 3 readers that could pass for polite.
Here is my playlist for this week.
“Ambulance” My Chemical Romance
“Bend and Break” Keane
“Better Man” Pearl Jam
“Little Numbers” Boy
“New York” Snow Patrol
“Put the Gun Down” ZZ Ward
“Thrift Shop” Macklemore
“Ride” Lana Del Ray
“Same Love” Macklemore feat Mary Lambert
“If” Janet Jackson
“Fall For You” Secondhand Serenade
Not all new, but “Little Numbers” is my OB-SESS-ION for this week. The Peanut is even more obsessed with it than I am. It’s her danciest tune.
Now for the next obsession. Baked.Protein.Donuts
I was fortunate enough to be sent some delicious new yogurts from Chobani. One of them was their new “Bite” smaller portion, bigger flavor yogurts. Coffee yogurt. 100 calories a serving. Yes, please! I am who I am, however, and couldn’t resist using some of them to bake a few goodies. My kids LOVE my protein donuts, as does the man, and so do I. This meant one thing this morning, coffee with my donuts as well as coffee IN my donuts.
This recipe makes approximately 9 donuts. I doubled the recipe for my brood, knowing their ever-growing appetites. In the recipe, I instruct you to bake these at 375° for 15 minutes, but if you want a crisper, more “donuty from a donut shop” donut, grease each donut crevice LIBERALLY with coconut oil and preheat the oven with the pan IN the oven, when it comes to temperature, THEN add the batter to the HOT pan, and bake it an extra minute or two. Fried without the fryer or the excess. YUM. I also dusted mine with the barest hint of powdered sugar, but that is entirely optional. You COULD drizzle them with melted chocolate or make a protein “frosting” out of chocolate protein powder, cold coconut oil, and a bit of dark chocolate almond milk or cow’s milk. As always, I used Optimum Nutrition Platinum Hydro Whey Protein Powder. That IS what I recommend.