I had the most epic time making dinner today. I was out of groceries save some leftover faux mashed potatoes, vegetables, and .5lb of uncooked chicken liver. I decided that naturally I want to be a grown-up and cook grown-up food, like chopped liver, and just go grocery shopping after my second cheat day (tomorrow)! So after an hour of preparing and cooling the liver as per Grandma’s Chopped Liver recipe, I was ready to chop everything together. I had a (college student) epiphany. My was not going to be well spent chopping liver! Let the machines do it for me! Yes,let’s stick the liver in the blender.
What came out was not the perfect chopped liver that I had envisioned, but rather a soupy mess that more resembled hummus than a tasty dinner. However, being ever determined to make something of my creation, I brought the creation to my (college) roommates. Being from the south, there was only on option. Fry that sucker up.
This, again, was a mistake. Nearly moments after I tried to make chicken-liver-based-latkes, the pancake eroded into mush. Never fearing though, I decided to taste what hadn’t disintegrated into the olive oil.
I tasted it: not terrible. Aaron tasted it, made a face, turned to me and finally said, “Let’s just go to fucking Chipotle.” And so we gave up on chopped chicken liver…. probably forever.
That all said, the rest of my day was pretty normal. I ran and walked for thirty minutes today, walking for two minutes and running for two minutes. I think this is a great way to get back into shape, because two minutes really isn’t that long to run so I can push myself, and walking cools me down between sets (though as time went on, the two minutes running felt like a looot longer!).
Strength training went well-ish. I actually worked out to the point of exhaustion: I went through my first set of reps, and then couldn’t finish the second. I’m not feeling down on myself though because my abs feel great!
Meals were somewhat business as usual (well, besides dinner).
Of course, with a dinner that ended so pitifully as ours there was only one way to end the day.
All’s well that ends well I suppose.