This morning, I dropped the kids off at my in-laws for their weekly visit. The kids LOVE this visit. When I say "Let's go to Uita and Grandpa's!", immediately, they both start "talking". Maya says "shoes! shoes!" and Bobby walks to the coat closet. I take out shoes and coats and they vie for who gets to sit in my lap first to get ready. Today was no different. I shoe and coat them, and get them in the car, promising that if they keep their shoes on, they can walk from the car to my in-laws' house. This is for Bobby more than Maya, since she keeps her shoes on. We get there and, of course, both kids have shoes on and I have to make good on my promise. Did I mention it had drizzled and everything was wet?
I get Bobby out first and have perfected the art of keeping him inbetween the car and I while I get Maya out. And then they are both down, one on each hand. And we are, the three of us, walking down the walk to the front door. It was a surreal moment and, I confess, I almost cried. I mean, really, when they were born almost 19 months ago, so very early, this was something I had a hard time imagining. And now, they are walking, dragging me by the hand, a second away of saying "Mom, let go- I'm too big to hold your hand."
When I left, I had planned to do my run first (instead of after cleaning). I have my first (of four) childbirth education classes tonight (for my coursework) and have things to get ready. I didnt want to feel hampered. In order to get everything done, I actually stripped beds on Monday, dusted bedrooms on Tuesday, and made sure to scrub counters last night. I didnt love fitting the extra into already busy days, but I would have loved not being able to run or get my stuff together for tonight even less. So, I drove to a park I ran through in the beginning of my running, a year ago... A path that was SO hard. And, it wasnt so hard today. Funny how that works...
I did a 5 mile (at a 5mph pace). And, I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I've fallen into an elevated category of runners.... I peed on myself. I know. I cant believe I'm actually typing that. But it happened. At first, it was this little "oops!" and then, I'm like "DAMMIT! I actually have peed a little bit!" But, I channeled Sarah who would have said something (I'm sure) like "Hey, it's raining and you've already peed... Finish your run." So I did. Wet pants and all. I know... I'm embarrassed... But it's true. You cant make stuff like this up. Of course, getting in the car, I sat on my (waterproof) running jacket... just in case my body had more surprises in store (which it didnt).
After my shower and lunch, I cleaned a little, but my heart wasnt into it. (Maybe the whole peed-on-self thing, I dont know...) I wanted to bake. But I wanted it to be sort of healthy... Like peanut butter cookies! Wait... Peter doesnt like peanut butter cookies... So, a lightbulb moment. What about chocolate hazelnut cookies! You know... chocolate hazelnut... Nutella... Mmmm... I looked around at several different recipes online and finally found one that I could easily modify.
These bad boys come in at only 50 calories a pop. And they are 50 deliciously worth it calories. You only put a little bit of "dough" but it expands to become a large, thin cookie. SO.GOOD. Seriously.
(want a modification? for the flour, do 1/3c each of regular AP, whole wheat, and hazelnut and omit the vanilla. ups to calories for 52c per cookie (36 cookies). Totally delicious!!)