Frozen fruit?

I went to the gym today, a minor miracle if you know me. I started working out only a few weeks ago, and up until now I've only gone to the gym twice a week and never ever on a weekend. Today, however I had nothing better to do, I have no money so I won't be going out, and I really shouldn't be out in town during the day because there are probably far too many tempting things in the stores that I shouldn't see.

So I decided to take a walk around Vasastan, had tea at a quaint little café where I read my book and soaked in the atmosphere. Then, after som grocery shopping, I hit the gym. Or an aerobics class to be exact. And it sucked. I didn't even break a sweat, and you have to take into consideration that I haven't worked out in over two years, except for the past few weeks, and really should be the first in the room to break a sweat. With my new-found motivation, I got on an exercise bike after the class to make up for the chocolate that I'm about to eat. The new me wants to feel that I deserve something, intead of just eating everything in sight like I used to. A reversed sort of bulemia, I ate and I ate, but never threw up.

To stay on the healthy track, I satisfied my sweet tooth by making a healthier version of ice cream - frozen fruit. Basically I just put frozen berries, half a frozen banana and a little bit of milk and brown sugar in a blender and it came out nice and thick and surprisingly creamy. Definitely something I will try again. A dessert and one of my five a day all in one.

But, it is Saturday night after all, and as I'm not out drinking, I'm not even in drinking, I am going to treat myself to some chocolate and a nice cup of green tea. Damn, I wish I at least had some wine. Oh well, too late now, communist alcohol store has been closed since three. Gotta love this country.