Zombieland V. 1.0

No sleep = Zombie. I didn't sleep at all last night.

I did a k.i.l.l.e.r speed workout on Tuesday after work. And I was so.happy. There was no sarcasm in that last sentence. If people looked into the window of my makeshift workout room they probably would have thought I was a huge creep. I was running along at level 8 on the treadmill anticipating when I would have to bump it up to level 9 and for whatever reason it was just working right then. I had a huge, goofy smile on my face and every now and then I would pump my arms in enthusiasm.

I have no good explanation. It was just a phenomenal five miles of speed work. I also had a great run Wednesday and a fair strength workout today. But those are not worth mentioning right now.

In other good news, I can not stop eating that stupid wedding cake. And it is never ending. For such a small circle of cake that is left, I don't get how Sean and I are still able to eat it every.single.night.

But that's the boring news. Let's get on to the exciting news.
I should never be allowed to bring this stuff to work with me:

Get real. Like I would ever just have a teaspoon of almond butter. It just makes me feel like I'm being healthy, all sixteen times I fill it up.

When I got home from work yesterday I literally squealed like a small child (or pig, you take your pick) in excitement at this:

AHHHH!!! It's like Christmas in April!!

Can you feel the anticipation building??

YAYYY CHOBANI!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS TO ME!! You are officially the love of my life. Sorry Sean, you lose out to INCREDIBLE Greek yogurt. And no, you can not have any, just stay away from the second shelf of our fridge!

I cleaned out the entire fridge right then just so I could dedicate an entire shelf to my soul mates up there. I wish I was joking.

Since I was home alone last night while the hubs was at softball I decided I would take a page from Hungry Healthy Happy:

Um, you just need to go to this blog post on her website. I would share the recipe, but I really want her to have all the credit for this PHENOMENAL meal.

And just to make her happy, I even sat down at the table, just like she did:

Twice baked sweet potato, you are hands down my new favorite meal. HANDS DOWN.

When Sean got home and crawled into bed and asked me how my night was I told him I made the best meal ever. And then I spent 15 minutes describing its goodness while he told me he hated me for making the best meal ever while he was gone. LOVE YOU HONEY!

:) Best wife of the year?