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After climbing on Sunday Nissan and I went to Spitz on Main and 29th for burgers. I hadn't been there before, they have a neat DIY thing where you put together sauces and toppings for your burger. I got hummus, their special sauce, hot sauce, tomatoes, sauerkraut, and a couple other things that I forget. I was too interested in the condiments to pay much attention to the fresh veggies. Hummus on a burger! How exciting.
Monday I went to the gym and benched 75 for 3x5. Had Pete to spot me so I felt more confident. A couple weeks ago 75 seemed so impossible. I'm wondering if I should add weight again for my next workout. The minimum increment in the gym is 5lbs and that's a lot to add to bench at once. I've been meaning to make/get fractional plates but that probably won't happen by Friday.
After that I ran a whole bunch of errands, was reminded of how rude and unhelpful the people at the print shop on campus are, did some shopping, and somehow managed to exchange over 200 texts with Joe through the day.
Yesterday I had a job interview at this little cafe off Main and 4th. I really hope I get the job - it's just part-time with very few hours but I like the vibe of the place. I think it went well!
After that I went to Cliffhanger. Wanda and Brian weren't there and I wound up making lots of new climbing friends! I also bouldered for an hour or so, and I never boulder. Tried a few problems that I couldn't finish, kept at them, finished them - and was rewarded with this feeling of satisfaction quite unlike anything you get from climbing routes. So that was new. But my hands started hurting way faster and harder than they have in a while, because bouldering easy problems means large holds, lots of surface area, and lots of wear on the skin of your hands, whereas all the routes I've been doing lately have small, crimpy holds.
In the evening I met Joe at Foundation for nachos and beer. The nachos at Foundation are seriously epic, even the small is... not small. I used to think that I wanted to go and try eating an entire plate on my own, but I'm starting to revise that opinion. I was STARVING yesterday, Joe thinks he ate more than half the plate, and when we were done I was Way Too Full.
But that didn't stop us from making a miniature lemon meringue pie when we got back to my place! Although that is slightly disingenuous, because the day before I'd already made and baked a pie shell with lemon curd in it. The plan was to make little lemon tarts but my pans were deeper than I thought they would be and there was a good inch of space above the curd. I was considering putting meringue on them to turn them into miniature pies (because no one makes lemon meringue tarts, it's lemon meringue pie), but was too lazy. Joe to the rescue! He stubbornly ignored my electric mixer in favour of whisking egg whites to soft peaks by hand. I was in the shower so I missed this piece of madness and everything turned out well. The other three pies had already been disposed of piecemeal the day before, but the last remaining one was transformed into a tiny, perfect, fabulously tasty 4" lemon meringue pie. Now I need to remember what I put in the lemon curd so I can replicate it.
Monday I went to the gym and benched 75 for 3x5. Had Pete to spot me so I felt more confident. A couple weeks ago 75 seemed so impossible. I'm wondering if I should add weight again for my next workout. The minimum increment in the gym is 5lbs and that's a lot to add to bench at once. I've been meaning to make/get fractional plates but that probably won't happen by Friday.
After that I ran a whole bunch of errands, was reminded of how rude and unhelpful the people at the print shop on campus are, did some shopping, and somehow managed to exchange over 200 texts with Joe through the day.
Yesterday I had a job interview at this little cafe off Main and 4th. I really hope I get the job - it's just part-time with very few hours but I like the vibe of the place. I think it went well!
After that I went to Cliffhanger. Wanda and Brian weren't there and I wound up making lots of new climbing friends! I also bouldered for an hour or so, and I never boulder. Tried a few problems that I couldn't finish, kept at them, finished them - and was rewarded with this feeling of satisfaction quite unlike anything you get from climbing routes. So that was new. But my hands started hurting way faster and harder than they have in a while, because bouldering easy problems means large holds, lots of surface area, and lots of wear on the skin of your hands, whereas all the routes I've been doing lately have small, crimpy holds.
In the evening I met Joe at Foundation for nachos and beer. The nachos at Foundation are seriously epic, even the small is... not small. I used to think that I wanted to go and try eating an entire plate on my own, but I'm starting to revise that opinion. I was STARVING yesterday, Joe thinks he ate more than half the plate, and when we were done I was Way Too Full.
But that didn't stop us from making a miniature lemon meringue pie when we got back to my place! Although that is slightly disingenuous, because the day before I'd already made and baked a pie shell with lemon curd in it. The plan was to make little lemon tarts but my pans were deeper than I thought they would be and there was a good inch of space above the curd. I was considering putting meringue on them to turn them into miniature pies (because no one makes lemon meringue tarts, it's lemon meringue pie), but was too lazy. Joe to the rescue! He stubbornly ignored my electric mixer in favour of whisking egg whites to soft peaks by hand. I was in the shower so I missed this piece of madness and everything turned out well. The other three pies had already been disposed of piecemeal the day before, but the last remaining one was transformed into a tiny, perfect, fabulously tasty 4" lemon meringue pie. Now I need to remember what I put in the lemon curd so I can replicate it.