Here’s me in my dorky winter biking gear! I honestly have no love for that yellow coat. I don’t even like yellow. But in Chicago, in the winter, the sun sets at 4:30, and I’m not going to wear a black coat to bike in the dark. I have a blinky white light on the front of me, a blink red light on the back of my helmet, and the stickers that make up the skull and crossbones on my helmet are reflective tape. I’m not taking any chances. The ski mask, the heavy duty gloves (they’re like astronaut gloves, I swear) and the Cuddl Duds are all a necessity for me in the winter. Everything else is just layers. But honestly, once your blood gets pumping, you can keep yourself pretty warm no matter what.
I did bike to work today. The streets were not as clear as I thought, it probably wasn’t the best idea, but I made it there in one piece at least. And it warmed up so much during the day that the ride home was much easier. The wind was a little annoying, but it just felt so good to get my heart rate up.
The exercise part of this get-healthy equation has never been that hard for me. Between biking or walking everywhere, flamenco lessons, yoga, DDR, I guess I’m a pretty active person (even if it took me a while to admit that to myself). Now if only I could stop myself from eating all the chocolate and peanut butter in the house, I’d be good to go. :)
Oh! But I have a new favorite salad. Tonight’s win was a salad with tiny cooked shrimp, clementine and orange wedges, roasted cloves of garlic (which I’m sure I will be feeling later), and an improvised dressing made with a little Japanese mayo, a lot of Sriracha sauce, and a spoonful of honey. I wanted to lick the plate when I was done! PS: I think it would be even easier with avocado, but I was too lazy to go across the street to get one.