Ok so it’s confession time. I don’t cook most nights of the week. GASP. I mean seriously- between driving nearly three hours a day for work, working 9 or so hours AT work, and barre and runs- I just can’t. I really enjoy sleep. And reading. And relaxing.
I’ve made no secret here that the last few weeks have been crazy for me. G and I have been gearing up for a big vacation, which has meant a lot of extra hours working to ensure we each leave our workloads in a good place before we escape (more to come later I promise).
The thing about eating healthy is that it doesn’t have to be a chore. Not everyone loves to slave over a hot stove (I guess I am a freak?). The thing is- you don’t always have to.