I realized something very important on Wednesday.
I realized that I shouldn’t leave my apartment without wearing protective gear.
It started off with my decision to go to the gym. My thighs were exceptionally sore and stiff from my Cardio Kick session on Tuesday afternoon. I thought walking to the gym would be a good idea, as it might stretch my muscles out a bit before I worked out. It’s about a 2 mile walk from my apartment to the gym, which is near the Ferry Building. It was a fairly uneventful walk and in less than an hour I was ready to get my workout on.
After much deliberation, I decided that Wednesday’s viewing selection would be the first half hour of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I know it seems like a strange selection, but I’ve always loved the movie and the songs are uplifting and often have to do with candy. I really like candy.
I’ve always wondered what those candy animals are at minute 1:46…hippos? Bears? What? What are they made of? I have no idea, but I want one!
Aw. Poor Charlie Bucket.
I did about 20 minutes on the elliptical and then decided that I wanted to finish up on another machine. I normally hate the exercise bikes, but for some reason, I decided I just wanted to do the last 10 minutes of cardio on the recumbent bike. 10 minutes went by, but I wasn’t ready to stop watching Willy Wonka yet, so I kept going. About 2 minutes later, for no apparent reason, I manage to smack my left knee really hard into the body of the bike! I know that isn’t a good description, and I don’t know how it even happened. One second I’m pedaling along, the next second I’m grabbing my knee and mouthing obscenities.
I stood up and it hurt really bad. I hobbled down to the locker room, took a shower and headed home. Sitting down on metro hurt like hell. Bending my knee was NOT fun at all. I decided to never bend it again.
If only that were a viable option.
When I got home, I had to do laundry. Insert injury number two.
When grabbing my clothes out of the dryer, I dropped a sock. I squatted down to pick it up. I was in massive pain from the knee bending involved in this maneuver. I stand up and SMACK! I hit my head into the frackin’ dryer door!
My day was like an episode of The Three Stooges! Jeez…
After laundry, I realized I needed to feed myself. I started off by making roasted brussels sprouts.
About a year ago, I found this recipe in Cooking Light magazine. I always make it using turkey bacon vs. pancetta. Obviously there’s not a lot of “drippings” left from frying turkey bacon, so there’s no adding that to the sprouts. Even so, having the meat definitely adds flavor. A similar recipe was also featured this week on Eat Live Run as part of “The Great Thanksgiving Recipe Swap“.
No matter what recipe you use, brussels sprouts are a winner.
But I didn’t feel like just having brussels sprouts by themselves. Nor did I feel like cooking meat as a main dish. What to make.
So please close your eyes and pretend you are reading a blog where you’re being instructed on how to make the most fantabulous whole wheat pizza dough known to man kind. Then continue imagining that I then slaved over a hot stove and made amazing pizza sauce. Then imagine I milked some cows, made my own cheese and grated it all for your viewing pleasure. Then imagine that I made this:
Okay. You don’t have to imagine that last part. I did make this. I certainly didn’t make anything from scratch, however. I could barely stand up, given my knee and head injuries. I did, however, happen to have a whole wheat Boboli pre-made pizza crust in my kitchen. I topped it with pre-made pizza sauce that I already had in my fridge, a couple of teaspoons of minced garlic, a few handfuls of spinach, about half of the brussels sprouts, the last of my part skim mozzarella and a little bit of parmesan cheese.
It may’ve not been completely home-made, but it was absolutely delicious. Looking forward to the leftovers tomorrow!
What is the lamest injury you have ever given yourself? Do you ever just have a really klutzy day? And lastly, do you like brussels sprouts?