The Train of Life

Hey, kids.

Well, this train o’ life just keeps on rolling (can you tell I’m commuting right now?). We received some sad news this week. Hulk’s grandmother passed away after a year-long battle with lung cancer. She was a remarkable, inspirational lady and will be missed. Everyone in the family is headed to Omaha this weekend for the services. Although I’m glad Squish will be able to visit his grandparents, it’s a bummer of a reason for the trip.

Hulk’s been out of town this week, and I’m finding myself just through-the-bones tired. Even though I could probably use a workout, I’ve been sleeping in every morning and still zombie-ing it through the day. If it wasn’t for my grueling 6-mile-a-day bike commute I would be doing nothing. Which is probably my problem. Maybe tonight I can get a light run in after Squish goes down.

In my rush to catch my train yesterday morning, I completely forgot breakfast and didn’t even realize it until I was sitting at work with a grumbly tummy. I grabbed a Kashi protein bar to hold me over to lunch, which I commended myself on packing before I forgot it for a change.


Spinach salad with hb eggs, tuna in olive oil, cucumber, and carrots.

I realized that with Hulk out of town my evenings have to be completely on pointe and organized. As soon as I walk through the door Squish wants dinner NOW. So I absolutely threw together a flurry of a beef has with a cranky, hangry toddler on my hip in about 10 minutes. I even chopped the squash with one hand. Total mommy award for this one.


Ground beef, onion, and squash on a bed of spinach.

Once Squish went to bed I cooked another batch for lunch/dinner today. Now all I have to do when I get home tonight is throw it in the microwave and dinner is served!

Since we have to clean out the fridge before leaving this weekend I found the last of the leftover oatmeal and cooked apples Mom had made when she visited this weekend. I topped it with a dollop of yogurt and some cinnamon for a festive flair.


And coffee. Always coffee. Hulk had roasted a batch of beans before he left, but he grossly underestimated how much coffee my mother and I can go through when left to our own devices. I had to make an emergency run to Peet’s to pick up some more beans yesterday morning. I should really learn how to use the coffee roaster, but every time I try a batch on my own I either end up with barely roasted beans or I set them on fire. Both are not good.

Squish was a good helper getting mommy’s bike ready for the road. I noticed that he isn’t much taller than my bike pump. How intimidating would that be to pump a tire with a pump taller than you? The world must be crazy big in the perspective of a toddler.


With my fatigue, the family news, and still adjusting to this new normal of a schedule, I realized yesterday that I really need to focus on taking care of myself. It’s going to be a crazy next couple of weeks with all the travel and adjustments. The last thing I need is to get sick. So last night and for the rest of the week I’m focusing on getting sleep, eating clean, and lots of water. Hopefully this will get me through and out of the sleepy slump I’m in.

Well, I’m off to catch up on your blogs and get set up for another crazy busy day. Have a happy hump day! It is Wednesday, isn’t it?