Recovery Day

I had a lot of fun dancing it up at my co-worker’s wedding last night but I’m definitely feeling the effects of too much alcohol and not enough sleep. I got to bed around 3:30 a.m. and still woke up at 6:15 with a rumbling tummy. Such is the power of my appetite over every other bodily function. I woke up, ate a P28 bagel with almond butter and strawberries, downed a glass of water and went right back to bed for another few hours.

For lunch, I went to my Nonno’s house for pasta. This is my ultimate hangover meal.

When my grandpa was younger (he’s 87 now), he used to cook a big pasta lunch for the family every Sunday. In my wilder days, when more of my Saturday nights involved too much alcohol and not enough sleep, my favourite hangover ritual was to sleep in until 11 a.m. on Sundays, roll out of bed and head over to my Nonno’s for a big plate of pasta with his home-made sauce. Hits the spots every time.

For today’s meal, pasta was followed by stuffed eggplants and a big salad.

In the afternoon, I napped then went to a pay what you can yoga class at Some Like It Hot. All those downward dogs felt amazing after dancing all night in these !@#$% evil shoes.

Doing yoga after dancing in heels = best idea ever.

Wearing heels while doing yoga = not so much.

After yoga, I came home and cooked a recipe for Moroccan Stewed Chicken from Runner’s World. I love the flavour combos in this one, plus any recipe with chickpeas is a win in my book.

I’m feeling less like a zombie after some light activity and a healthy home-cooked meal. The rest of the evening will be spent watching TV and reading. The goal is to be in bed by 9:00.

Have your drinking/partying habits changed over the years? Mine definitely have. I don’t do it as often, and when I do it really takes a toll on my system. Plus, I can’t drink as much as I used to. After three drinks, I’m pretty much done whereas in my early twenties I could drink a shocking amount without feeling sick. Writing this (and admitting that I’m aiming for a 9:00 bed time) is making me feel awfully old.

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Comments

  1. Kailey says:

    okay so my hunger trumphs everything too – thats why I can’t go to bed hungry!

  2. Now I’m craving pasta!!! haha that sounds so cute about your grandpa!! :)

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