Welcome back! It's Friday again. Already. Is someone messing with the calendar around here? Time doesn't seem to be going its normal speed. If you've got the scoop on that, let me know. Also, yesterday my post had the same title as The Skimm's daily subject line, which was very confusing when I checked my inbox first thing in the morning. If you are subscribed to both my blog and The Skimm, we sincerely apologize for accidentally wearing the same outfit to the party, it was terribly embarrassing for both of us. I'm sure they're writing this same apology right. this. second.
In this week's edition of Fueled Up Friday, we have: 1) fast, easy, healthy foods; 2) Justin Bieber; and 3) running the mile I'm in.
I. Fast, Easy, Healthy Foods
This week flew by, and there was not a lot of extra time or energy for meal planning. Luckily, I fell back on two things that pulled me through without a lot of food heartache (is heartburn food heartache? Just wondering.) Sorry—ok, focus. The two foods getting love in this week’s FUF are really excellent eggs, and lazy turkey lunch tacos.
Let’s start with the eggs. Guys, I love eggs. I eat them every day, and I would eat them for every meal except everyone agrees that’s excessive. So I just eat them for breakfast but they’re a real highlight, every time. I always buy the best eggs that are available to me (you know, the kind where the chickens have real grass to roam and paid vacation and a respectable 401k match) but this week the eggs I bought were particularly good. They have bright orange yolks that stand up nice and tall when you crack them, and they are soooo yummy. I bought them at Target, which has really stepped its grocery game up (have you shopped there recently?? They have tons of grass-fed beef now, and these eggs, and they also have these amazing Biena chickpea snacks that I can’t stop eating). Buy these eggs. Thank me later.
The lunchtime equivalent of eggs (delicious, nutritious, forty-two seconds of prep time or less) are these turkey tacos. They’re made with deli turkey (look for antibiotic free and organic when you can—I also look for “humanely raised” labels because I am soft-hearted and like to give away money based on unsubstantiated claims). And then you put sweet potato and avocado in the turkey and wrap it up like a taco and eat it. That’s it. You can make the sweet potato in the microwave for 6-8 minutes in the morning and then throw it in your bag. These are more delicious than they have a right to be, and even if I don’t have leftovers or the will to make a meal I can bring this for lunch.
II. Justin Bieber
Like the rest of America, I have been listening to a lot of Justin Bieber's sort-of-new album Purpose over the last few months. I love it deeply and am ashamed of my love in nearly equal measure. But love wins. Here's why:
1) The music is objectively beautiful-sounding (i.e. if The Biebs were singing in a foreign language, I would have no shame whatsoever in proclaiming my love. Everyone would proclaim their love. His voice is beautiful and the melodies on this album are good. Great, even, maybe.)
2) the lyrics are so quintessentially 22-year-old-boy, and they amuse me to NO. END. This album is the essence of a 22-year-old man child, boiled down to its most potent form (that almost certainly smells like a dirty gym sock).
The song "Love Yourself" is the ideal example of both these points. If you did not speak English, you would think, "This is an AMAZING song! It is DELIGHTFUL to my ears! I will post this to Facebook immediately and everyone will be impressed with my great taste in music!" But you do speak English, so you understand what JB is saying in that song. And what he's saying is this: "I didn't want to say anything about you...because I didn't want anyone to think that I care...because I do NOT care...YOU are the one who cares...AND my mom doesn't even LIKE you."
If you don't think that's hilarious, I cannot help you.
III. Running the Mile I'm In
Earlier this week, Jenny commented on the Hot Dash recap that a phrase she thinks of when she's running is "run the mile you're in." I'd never heard this pearl of wisdom before, and I love it. First, because it's surprisingly helpful when running (instead of doing the "just run two more miles and then three after that and then there's only one left" thing, just...run the third mile. Worry about the fourth mile when you get there.) Is it painfully obvious to point out that this is also a universal life lesson? Just get through today. Hell, just get through this hour. Worry about the next hour when it gets here. I love this. I am thinking about this all of the time.
That's all for this week, friends. Same time next week? I'll be here.