Lemme Work It: 4/14/10

Ummm…today has really been about burning things up.

First, I was burning things up when I went to make lunch. I decided to grill some lamb that I bought last night. After giving it a little rub down with brown sugar, ginger, cinnamon, garlic, and pepper, I fired up the grill. I scraped the grill first, but apparently that wasn’t sufficient. When I went outside to check on it, the grill — and the lamb — was flaming!

After getting things under control and removing the charred bits of BBQ that were causing the fire, I went back inside to tend to my vegetables. I had some eggplant and zucchini roasting and was planning to saute mushrooms, Swiss chard, and kale. I prepped the greens and then went back to check on the grill. As I approached, I could see smoke escaping. When I opened the lid, there was double the amount of flames!

I tried my best to snuff them out. Luckily the lamb was still looking OK; I figured I’d just consider it “flame broiled.” I turned the flames way down and went back to saute the veggies. When everything was finally coming together, I took the eggplant from the oven and brought the lamb in. I suppose I was a bit flustered; as I set the lamb down to start cutting it, I burned my arm on the dish I had roasted the veggies in. I found myself screaming, “Fuck!!!!” for the third time in this lunch endeavor.

I have to say, I think three F-bombs and nearly calling 911 is the magic formula because the lunch was off the hook.

I’ve never grilled lamb before but it was awesome. It tasted like a juicy steak, but it was super lean. So satisfying. I suppose the scar forming on my arm is worth it.

After lunch, I decided to get my cardio out of the way. I really wanted to go do my cardio at Target, but I decided I’d do something. I was pretty stiff from all my Core Fusion and pilates in the past few days, but it was so nice outside, I figured I’d lace up the white-girl shoes and go for a run.

The run was not great. I’d actually consider it more of a “plod.” I think every muscle group is sore right now! I got through 25 minutes during which I felt like Frankenstein climbing molasses-covered hills. I had planned to do an extra day of legs and booty but I realized that that’s the last thing I needed. I probably could have done without the run too but I’m hoping it helps me feel less stiff.

Besides burning some cals, I also burned up my skin! Well, not exactly, but I did come back with really lame tan lines. (Sports bra lines and tank top lines — so sexy.) I forgot that it’s warm and sunny enough now for me to get a tan in ten minutes! More sunscreen next time.

I was thoroughly down after my sad, Zombie run, so I decided I had earned a trip to Target! And, you guys…I’m pretty sure the secret to not spending $100 is to go to Target when you’ve just kicked your own ass in a workout. I was too tired and sore to browse for more than what I had even gone for! I mean, that’s crazy. I left only spending $23 and I know it was because I was too wiped out from exercising to get excited about anything. This might be a really good system of motivation for both working out and spending less money at Target!

All right, I’m off to work on a few things; seriously, I’m just dying to call it a night and marry this stack of new magazines. What’s on everyone’s agenda tonight? Food? Gymming? Target cardio?

Hopefully no fire disasters like mine! Have a good night!

Tagged as: grilling, half-black people, kale, lamb, lunch, running, shopping, strength training, Target, vegetables, white girls