Why does having fun result in me HURTING the next day? Actually the next TWO days, as I just don't recover like I used to! The weekend started out innocently enough. Although I really didn't want to get ready for early work drinks at 5:30pm, I drug myself into the shower to head to one of my favorite restaurants in the city, TABLA in Gramercy Park. The weather was heating up and they have an outdoor patio. Perfect for cocktails with out of town guests, co-hosts of the Atlanta based radio show, Dr. Fitness and the Fat Guy, also known as Dr. Adam Shafran and Lee Kantor. Who, I may add, are particularly funny. I've done several interviews with these guys to promote my DVD's and I always have a blast! It was nice to finally meet them in person. They were very impressed with my choice of venue and by the time we finally secured an outdoor table, I was ready for the cocktail. I've also been particularly obsessed with one of life's most perfect food: the avocado! Does it get any better? Let me answer that for you . . . . NO. I would seriously question someone who doesn't adore the avocado. The only problem is that with an avocado, you must anticipate your cravings. Typically stores just don't have a wide selection of ripe, ready to go avocados. They take at least a day if not two to get to the perfect firm mushy consistency that melts in your mouth like butter. True nirvana. And I just found this website with a boatload of recipes all including the avocado. Ok, back to Friday night. Of all the amazing dishes on Tabla's menu, I went for the Guacamole (of course) with burdock root chips. Oh sweet heaven. Tabla does this typical Mexican dip much different. Big chunks of fresh avocado seasoned with one of my favorite spices, cumin, often used in Indian foods. A perfect snack, a perfect drink and perfect weather made for a perfect early evening with my out of town guests. After a pleasant walk down to Union Square and a brief visit to lululemon with Adam and Lee, I decided to head home early and get some rest, dreams of dancing avocados in my head! My dinner plans fell through (Dare I say I was stood up? That's a whole other story ... ) and I wanted to get up early and get a jump start on my Saturday anyway.
If you've seen what's going on here in NYC (besides suspicious car bombs in Times Square!), you'll know I awoke to some serious sweltering heat, a la August style. With no air on in our building yet, I resigned myself to sweating the rest of the day! Which was a fine detox. After many morning chores and cleaning, I headed out to Central Park to get my run on. But after the initial 15 minute jog to get to the park, my knees weren't having it. So I settled onto a piece of greenery which became my own personal yoga mat. One hour later, and feeling dandy, I headed home, again, full of dreams of avocados! I had been invited to a Kentucky Derby party but wanted to make sure I at least had a snack before I moved on to a gathering of alcohol and what was sure to be not so good for me food. My plans were foiled. There were no ripe avocados to be found at any of my local stores. I was so disappointed, a little pissed off to be frank, but settled for a snack a little less satisfying. After a healthy afternoon, I was ready to head downtown for an adult beverage and somewhat mellow evening. I was wrong about the mellow evening, but dead on about one thing: BAD food. We're talking Kentucky Fried Chicken bad. And if you've ever thought to yourself, "Eh, it's chicken. Protein. How bad can it be for me?" Check out their latest greatest invention, the Double Down. I get ill just thinking about it. I mean I know the FDA is a relatively useless institution, but I'm shocked even THEY let this hit the market. To be honest, KFC wasn't even tempting to me. Maybe had I been hungry I would have succumbed, but I wasn't even close. Which is why it's always important to know where you're going and prepare accordingly. But on the flip side, a GREAT party. I met a lot of new fun people and even ran into an old friend I already knew. Small world. My favorite vegan yogi, Rachel and I eventually were ready to leave the temptation of Double Downs and bad mac and cheese to hit up on of my favorite vegan joints in the city, COUNTER in the East Village.
Although, don't get me wrong, vegans have their version of junk food too. I certainly never feel deprived of anything. Can you say "Chickpea Popcorn"?!!? Rachel and I downed these puppies like nobody's business. I assumed they were just garbanzo beans cooked in olive oil, although I couldn't tell if they were roasted or pan fried. No matter, they are next on my list to try at home or for a dinner party! I would sprinkle with cumin and cayenne, and of course, sea salt! This recipe cooks them in olive oil in the pan and uses different seasonings, but it's definitely something to play with and a nice break from my traditional fave, hummus! OK, you may be asking "Where is the FUN in all of this? Sure, it sounds like fun and all, but til it hurts? Not so much." Well not YET. After a few more small plates like red quinoa with broccoli and avocado (See? Avocado!!!!) and Spaghetti Squash Spaghettini, PLUS a super delish panini with lentil walnut pate and rosemary aioli (Did I mention the apple cobbler with cashew milk ice cream? Ugh. . . ) I was ready to roll on out of Counter and walk off some serious calories all the way home. However, somehow, I got suckered into going to another party down in the Village. My friend had me at 'cute sports guys'. I'm so easy. Let the debauchery begin. Rachel and I moved on to Oliver's in the Village and stepped into a frat party. I'm sure these people were all very nice, but I was seriously over it. And the guys were cute, but not THAT cute. Ha. After about ten minutes, Rachel and I were ready to call it quits and my friend Lisa, a firecracker of personality, insisted we meet a certain sports anchor and golf writer. (To protect the not so innocent, I will let them remain anonymous) And those two are the ones that kept us at Oliver's til 3am. They had wit, smarts, HEIGHT, and charm out the wazoo. And, I for one, fell for it, hook, line and sinker. Stupid girl. Not to say I wasn't having a great time, but I felt like such a sorority chick, dancing in a bar to late night versions of "Boom Boom Pow" and "Toxic" (hoping I danced off some of that dessert!) And I hadn't had that physical, chemical attraction to someone in a while. It sucked me in and kept me there. I'll spare you the gory details, but there's just something about walking through NYC on a hot steamy muggy night/morning and kissing on the curb. Damn sports guys. Too make a long story MUCH shorter, I wasn't asleep til about 5am. And awoke at 11am. And I am NOT my sparkly shiny best on 6 hours sleep. I'm an eight hour girl all the way. Plus keeping those hours, your body is just all OFF. But I had to buck up because I had three classes to teach at Equinox. Once again, thank God for dance. (Watch one of my favorite lyrical pieces I've choreographed in a while here!) Needless to say it's Wednesday and I am just finishing this blog. I was hurting straight up til yesterday evening really. Between the classes, the Saturday evening spectacular and my own workouts, my body felt like someone hit it with a Mack truck, felt like it was coming down with a serious cold (Downed double dosages of Wellness Formula and kicked THAT in the ass! Booo-yah!), and I was feeling mild symptoms of depression, which usually happens after I drink, even minimally. (I had a beer and a half and maybe a sip of wine at the Derby party! That shouldn't even count!) So now you see where the HURT comes in. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I just don't recover like I used to. But was it worth it? Abso-you know what- lutely! And oh yeah, I almost forgot to give you my version of the wonderfully delectable red quinoa salad we had at Counter!
Red Quinoa Salad:
1 Cup Quinoa
1-2 Cups Broccoli
1 Avocado
Olive Oil
Roasted Almond Slivers or Roasted Pumpkin Seeds (optional)
Cook quinoa according to package directions (usually takes about 20 minutes). Steam broccoli. Slice and cut up avocado in cubes. Stir together and drizzle with olive oil and sea salt and fresh ground black pepper to taste. Top with a sprinkle of slivered almonds or pumpkin seeds! Eat it up!