Posts from March 2013
Spending some much needed QT with my college roommates; we haven't really hung out since our trip to Vegas in 2006. Waaaay too long!!
I don't know why these little things at the gym piss me off so much, but in addition to my issue with people who don't put locks on their lockers, I have a huge problem with people who use the bathroom stalls to change. Seriously, people -- it's a GYM. Change in the locker room like the rest of us. Nobody cares what you look like and nobody is looking at you because we're all too busy dealing with our own body issues. Get over it and stop hogging up the stalls because some of us have to pee.
On Sunday I went running outside. "So what, Laren?" you might say. "You're a triathlete and all, don't you do that all the time?" The answer is yes, I do, but generally not in 30ish degree weather. I hate running in the cold, and I probably haven't done it in about a decade, but I made myself do it. "Why?" you might ask. "Don't you belong to a gym where they have a perfectly good treadmill?" Why yes, I do, but I wanted to make myself a bit uncomfortable -- to push my limits, even if it was ever so slightly. I'm at a point in my life where I have to push my limits in so many ways -- I might as well start with something easy. Plus, there are only 129 days left until this year's NYC Triathlon. . .
Sometimes one little tweak can make all the difference. Given my love for the Negroni and my recent fascination with champagne cocktails, it's no surprise that I enjoy the Negroni Sbagliato. Roughly translated, it means a bungled negroni -- a mistake -- but don't let that fool you. It's a perfect starter to an evening, no mistake about it.
1 ounce Campari
1 ounce sweet Vermouth
1 ounce prosecco
Fill a rocks glass with ice. Add Campari, vermouth and prosecco, in that order. Stir and garnish with orange slice or twist.