There’s something about carrying three backpacks to campus that reminds me of front-packing in Italy.
There’s something about carrying a large box of vegetables around all day that makes others stare a bit.
My friend Lauren orders a box of produce from Ward’s Berry Farms every week, but she very generously gave me hers last week since she was out of town! This thing had SO MUCH PRODUCE. The only thing was that I had to pick it up in the afternoon, carry it to class, to a fitness class, to Trader Joe’s, and on the bus. Talk about functional fitness.
There’s something about taking a fitness class with fellow healthy living/fitness social media influencers that makes me feel empowered and humbled at the same time.
Last Thursday, Colby invited me to take a “Firestarter” HIIT class taught by her friend, Sam (@wellbysamantha), at Equinox (holy LUXURY gym!) in the financial district. It was a quick, sweaty and super fun class!
My dear friend Christina (@foodietunes) was also present and kicking butt!
There’s something about pizza (even if it’s just a frozen one from Trader Joe’s) on a Friday night.
There’s something about finding a beer you enjoy.
There’s something about said beer that makes me slightly loopy (not the primary reason I enjoyed it, just a side effect).
There’s something about caring friends who give me bread rolls to eat when seeing me loopy.
There’s something about the Game of Things that makes my friends and me cry of laughter every time.
There’s something about people who say thank you when you hold the door open for them that makes your day just *that* much better.
There’s something about eating a smoothie out of a bowl that makes it 10x more satisfying than drinking it from a glass through a straw.
There’s something about getting random texts from your friends about little things like tacos (@Sarah) that makes me so grateful for friendship (and technology).
There’s something about boxing that is addicting. I don’t think I’ve loved a form of training so much so quickly!!
There’s something about vegan ice cream that seems wrong to me, but it is still
very so delicious.
Confession: I bought this for Colby on the fourth of July since she eats dairy-free, but she left before dessert, so I took it for myself.
There’s something about the Vermonster from Ben & Jerry’s on National Ice Cream Day that feels so right (slightly gross, but overall so right).
Alright, so the Vermonster. Twenty (yep) scoops of ice cream, four toppings, four whole bananas, caramel, fudge, four cookies, a brownie, and a mountain of whipped cream. In a bucket.
It took six of us (although we definitely could have used 8-10 people) plus a lot of rallying from Ben to finish it.
We got five flavors (four scoops of each), but they all muddled together anyway. It was a delicious mess.
Gluttony? Yep. Good for your health? Depends on how you look at it. Happiness? Yep. Doing it again? Probably never.
This summer is bringing a lot of ice cream into my body.
There’s something about great friends who are great study buddies that makes school fun.
There’s something about listening to old songs I forgot I loved (Natasha Bedingfield’s “These Words” and “Love Like This“) that makes me smile.
There’s something (infinite things) about how God works that is mysterious, not always what I want at the moment, yet always more beautiful than I could imagine.
So tell me:
“There’s something about…”
Have you recently rediscovered any old songs you loved?
Did you celebrate National Ice Cream Day?