I don’t do April Fools. I think my father tainted it for me the year he set all the clocks wrong and woke us up to run around the house getting ready for school at 2 am. I assure you there will be no April Fool’s pranks in this post. Instead, I will happily recap my day and the joke or no joke moments that ensued.

Upon arriving to spin, our instructor informed us she planned an easy ride for the day. Joke. She promptly informed us that was her April Fools on us and then laughed an evil laugh. Needless to say, I left class drenched in sweat. No Joke.

Isn’t it spring? Joke, apparently. The weather this morning still had quite the chill to it. However, that didn’t stop me from satisfying my cravings for a yogurt bowl for breakfast.

I coupled a container of pineapple Chobani yogurt with strawberries, coconut, and a couple of large handfuls of Cheerios. It was tasty. No joke.

After breakfast, I took a long and peaceful hot shower. Joke. I have two kids hanging with me remember? Within two minutes of hopping in I had Braedon fussing for some random reason and Makenzie telling him to “Stop it! I reading, BraeDON!” There was absolutely nothing peaceful about that shower. And keeping your eye on two kids while scrubbing with soap will inevitably leave your eyes stinging. It all turned out okay, though. I did finally get myself dressed in “real” clothes after my shower for the first time in almost a week. No joke. It felt so good to break out of the yoga pants rut!

My breakfast held me over for a long time. Joke. I knew I needed more fat in the meal to fill my belly! I was ready for lunch just a short 2ish hours later, so I whipped up a very satisfying meal.

I cooked some mushrooms and spinach together, scrambled an  egg, and tossed it all together with some goat cheese in a wrap. I had an apple and some carrots with hummus to round out the meal. Actually, my spoonful of peanut butter afterwards rounded out the meal. Peanut butter makes an excellent post-lunch dessert. No joke.

I think I am finally over my goat cheese kick. Joke. Who are you kidding?! I just can’t stop. Which is why I made meatballs with the good stuff and wonder when I can make more. Clearly, I’m obsessed. No joke.

Spinach & Goat Cheese Meatballs

• 1 lb lean ground beef (LOVING our cow share for this meat!)
• 4 oz crumbled goat cheese
• 2 large handfuls fresh spinach, chopped/shredded/torn apart
• 1/2 red onion, diced
• 1/4 cup bread crumbs
• 1 egg

Combine all ingredients in a large bowl.

Mix well with your hands. Roll into 2” meatballs and place on a cooking sheet sprayed with cooking spray. Should give you anywhere between 12-16 meatballs. Bake in a 350 degree oven for 20-25 minutes, until cooked through.

Et’ voila! A perfect little meal in no time at all.

Now, it’s 8 pm on Friday night and I’m ready to climb into bed. You may think I’m joking, but I promise that is no joke at all.

Question of the Evening – What joke or no joke moments did you have today? And are you a fan or hater of April Fools?

I started the day off in a bit of a funk, but things quickly began looking up. Little by little, the different enjoyable parts of my day brightened my mood. Love when that happens!

I started the day with a full body weights workout. 

Splitting up my weights and runs (so I can run outdoors) really works well for me during the week. I was able to finish the above workout quickly, then come home for a tasty egg breakfast.

Two dippy eggs – 1 atop a slice of toast spread with a Blue Cheese Laughing Cow wedge and 1 atop a slice of toast slathered with TJs Cranberry Apple Butter. Along with the obligatory Pink Lady apple. Can you tell I got hungry before picture time?

After filling my belly, I had plenty of time to play with the kids and take them on a slow, leisurely 15 minute walk around the neighborhood. Then, I kept things fairly low-key the remainder of the day. I enjoyed an easy, tasty meal of leftovers for lunch.

A polenta enchilada bake that included cornmeal, pinto beans, olives, corn, salsa, and cilantro. With the tastiest mango I’ve had outside of the Dominican on the side.

Things really started turning around during the naptime I got out of the kids. I managed to relax with my first iced coffee of the season while Google chatting with Peter. I love iced coffee. It tastes better for some reason.

I love having weather that calls for iced coffee again. We reached 80 here today! That made for a hot run this afternoon.

A hot, sweaty, successful run. PDR of 4 miles!!! It must have been my cute, new 4all by jofit skirt. 😉

• Mile 1 = 9:32
• Mile 2 = 9:23
• Mile 3 = 9:17
• Mile 4 = 9:17
• Average = 9:22

I honestly could have kept going, but want to play it safe with my mileage increases. I also had some things to sweat out again. Last night I reached a peak with a friend issue. I really debated writing about it here, but I have to.

I have a friend who only ever contacts me when she needs something. In fact, my mother’s diagnosis happened about a month ago. I immediately texted her (because she was at work) when I found out about my mom’s MS. Then, I called frequently in the week following. Not once did she return a text, call, email, or anything to show any sympathy or support with my mom. In a month. In fact, she called last night to be sure I could still make it to a party she is having this weekend. I told her I would be visiting my mom instead, to which she promptly started giving me defensive excuses on why she hasn’t contacted me about the news.

I have battled with feelings of this friendship not satisfying me for awhile. I feel like there is only give on my part and take on hers. Our conversations are always about either her life  or her body/weight. <--Not exaggerating. I haven’t looked forward to the times we see each other in a long time because it always leaves me with such a negative energy.

I want to “break-up” with this friend. I don’t feel anything badly about her. I simply no longer feel the need to remain in any sort of relationship that does not fulfill me. I debated whether or not to talk to her about it, but I know it would lead to her getting defensive and turning it into a fight. I would be there for her if needed, but I honestly am at a point where I want to minimize our interactions and move on. We already don’t talk or see each other often. I would always be there in a time of need, but I also know I can no longer put myself in a place of such hurt because of a supposed “friendship”. How’s that for some serious thought on a Tuesday night? Just what you were looking for, no? 😉

Questions of the Day:

• Have you ever faced a similar situation with a friend? What did you do?
• Which do you prefer – hot or iced coffee?