Archive for June 2011

I turned 25 on Wednesday.  I’m exactly where my parents were at this age: married with a kid on the way! Kidding, I’m not either of those things. Might as well buy five cats and call it a life…

I wanted 25 to be significant for me and for this year to be all about good health. It just so happens that I’m reading “Eating Animals” by Jonathan Safran Foer right now.  At first, I thought this book was ruining my life by guilt tripping me to death. Then I realized I can make a really positive change for animals, the environment, and most importantly, myself.  With that being said: Mom, dad- I’m Vegan. I’m not going to get into all the reasons why, but I strongly encourage you to read the book.

I ran the Helvetia half marathon last weekend and finished with a time of 2:00… Not great, but the course was awesome and I got to stuff my face with a Helvetia veggie burger afterward so that made it better.

Later that night I went out to celebrate my birthday. We had a lovely dinner followed by shots being forced down my throat at the bar.  One of the few shots I remember taking was Prairie Fire (Tequila and Hot Sauce)… This obviously resulted in me spending Sunday morning on my couch, in my underwear, curled up in the fetal position.

They’re remodeling my gym right now so I’m having to go to the one that’s further away. I thought it would be a good idea to try and rollerblade there…  because I can’t let go of the 90’s just yet. Anyway, I almost died like five times trying to get there because 1. it’s through downtown and 2. it’s downhill. My breaking skills were not up to par and I had to use a telephone pole on more than one occasion to stop myself from flying into an intersection. Needless to say, I walked home. Did I mention my roller blades were denim? Yeah, stew on that for awhile.

I flew to San Francisco on Thursday to run another half, see our Bay Area office, and visit my family. I attended a happy hour hosted by one of our VP’s the first night there and really took advantage of the company bar tab. It’s safe to say I single-handedly put down about 3 pitchers of Mojitos. I’d like to think I do some of my best networking while intoxicated… I ended up leaving my credit card there and only realized it when I went to pay for lunch the next day. Awesome.

After a lovely hungover work day, I met up with my family and went out for pizza. We tried to order half of the pie as vegan but the waitress didn’t hear us correctly and brought it out with a different kind of cheese. Deciding that the only thing worse than eating animal products was wasting them, I did the only thing that was right and ate five pieces. I should mention that that’s two pieces more than anyone else at the table had.

I had the Zombie Runner half marathon on Saturday. My brother decided to run it with me the night before and we were surprised when we showed up and saw how small it was. This was the least organized, mom and pop operation race I’ve ever seen. The water stations were out of the back of vans and they ran out of water cups . Not only that, the refreshments they offered at the stations (Sprite, Coke, M&M’s, chips, cookies)  were also being enjoyed by homeless people. That aside, it was easily the hardest course I’ll ever run. A fourth of it was stairs, almost all of it was up and down mountain trails, and there was about 40 feet of sand I never want to run through again.

After the race, we went to my favorite Mediterranean Buffet in Berkeley. I ate about 3 heaping plates and managed to spill some coleslaw on my brother when trying to eat off his plate. Sorry, brah. We spent the rest of the day drinking beer and playing miniature golf. It was the perfect Saturday.

Later that night, we went to a smoke house restaurant where getting something Vegan was pretty much impossible. I ordered a salad and potatoes and would be lying if I said I didn’t try a rib. I left the restaurant feeling way too full and immediately changed into an elastic waistband when I got home.

Overall, it was an amazing weekend with amazing people. Thanks to everyone who was there to make it so special!


I’d thought I’d start off this post with a quick cooking tip: When baking salmon, don’t use your bare hand to take it out of the oven. It may result in several blisters all over your fingers. Just a little something to put in your back pocket for future cooking endeavors.

Last weekend I went out on a friend’s sail boat to watch the Rose Festival fireworks and drink a beer or 12. Afterward, I met up with another friend for margaritas and Mexican food. The fajitas I had were delicious but any joy I was experiencing from the meal was short lived when I tripped and fell over my chair leg in front of the ENTIRE restaurant. I should also add that I had several stains on my hoodie from the complimentary chips and salsa they give before the meal. I made us leave immediately after that so I didn’t have to sit and wallow in my embarrassment. I really shouldn’t be allowed out in public.

It was “National Kid’s Day” at work on Wednesday. I walked in to steal some free popcorn from the little kids and over heard Bubbles the Clown asking where the “Little clown’s room” was… I admire her for not breaking character.

My dinner on Wednesday night was crackers dipped in A1 Steak Sauce. I shit you not. My love affair with A1 goes back to when I was a kid and would dip uncooked spaghetti in it as a snack. I’d drink the stuff right out of the bottle… Okay, I HAVE drank it right out of the bottle.

I went to the grocery on Thursday and got really excited to see that blueberries were in season. I decided to get the biggest container they had and proceeded to accidentally dump the entire thing in my basket as I was checking out. I tried to help clean up by pouring the basket back into the container and blueberries went everywhere, all over the conveyor belt and floor. The check out lady asked me to please stop and said she would have someone get me a new one. Like I said, I shouldn’t be allowed in public.

Later that night was when shit really got sad. I ate an entire box of Cheez-Its followed by a Lean Pocket and brownie. I was unstoppable and full of Sodium.

This Friday I went to Zoo Brew and got inebriated next to monkeys and elephants. I can honestly say that’s a first.

I spent all day Saturday on my friend’s sailboat again and drank umpteen beers. We decided to head back to their place so they could cook us a delicious meal. I would have enjoyed more of the cooked food had I not stuffed my face with BBQ chips dipped in Sour Cream. Who the hell does that? Sour cream? Really, Celeste?

We ended the night at the Starlight parade where I had to duck out early due to my BBQ chip/ sour cream gut-ache.