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Relax Grill on Lake Eola (My new favorite place.)

I did a whole lot of nothing this weekend. By the time Sunday rolled around, hubs and I were dying to get out of the house so we went to lunch. We had one criteria for said lunch: it had to be outside since we couldn’t remember what daylight was like.

After staring at each other for 10 minutes with no ideas, hubs remembered this little cafe called the Relax Grill on Lake Eola that we’ve wanted to try for years but can never remember we want to go there when it’s time to think of a new restaurant (so we end up at Chilis).

It was a beautiful day.

We had to walk around the lake to get to the restaurant from the parking garage, so we inadvertently walked through the farmer’s market that goes on every weekend. I’ve never been but it was super cute. How have I missed out on this for so long? There were also tons of people out and about walking dogs, exercising, or laying on blankets chilling in the shade. When I saw all the people enjoying their day, I realized I can’t remember ever going on a picnic or spending a day in the park. That seems weird to me but maybe it’s because I’m so fidgety. In my mind I want to relax but when I try, I get bored and impatient. < — also why I hate yoga. I need someone to teach me to relax.

Anyway, here was our view from the restaurant. Nice and shady with good people watching.

The menu was American/Mediterranean, so they had a little bit of everything. I started with the Spicy Asian peel and eat shrimp and hubs ordered the loaded tater tots.

The shrimp were grilled, which I didn’t expect. They were good even though there was a bit too much sauce on them. I guess I’m more of a cocktail sauce dipping girl than a Spicy Asian girl (sounds naughty) but I just like shrimp in general so they all made their way into my belly. Hubs ate half his tots and planned to take the rest home until Hurricane Paula came through and took care of that too.

My main dish was the gyro salad platter.

I always feel bad when I eat lamb and have to apologize to my food before I eat it. They are so adorable but it is their fault for also being so delicious. The tzatziki sauce was a little bland but everything else was amazing so I didn’t mind.

Hubs ordered the chicken and shrimp plate.

He gave everything a thumbs up as well. The service was so good and there were so many things we wanted to try on the menu that we’ll have to go back soon. I didn’t drink but there were Happy Hour specials every day including $2 off all drinks when it’s raining. (?!) I’m going to need to make this place a habit because we loved it and the view is amazing. If you’re in Orlando, definitely check it out.

After lunch, we walked back around the lake and checked out all the ducks and swans that had no problem getting up in our biz.

Don’t mind me.

We walked back through the farmer’s market where a vanilla bean cupcake was whispering sweet nothings as I passed by. We like to support local business and expanding waistlines.

The frosting was amazing but the cupcake was a little dry. I still ate it all because that would just be rude to the cupcake not to.

Afterwards, we were so full we had to take a two hour nap and then only had enough energy to sit on the couch and watch Parks and Rec the rest of the night. I don’t know what I’m going to do when I’m all caught up (we’re almost done with season 5). I might have to find a hobby and do something useful with my life. < — just kidding, I would never do that.


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Duck Fight Club

This morning, I met up with Michelle and Kelly for a 14 mile run. Then I promptly wimped out at mile 8.5 when my left calf started feeling a little weird, either from my new Mizuno Wave Rider 15s or the uneven pavement we were running on. This was the longest run for my new shoes so far and race month starts next week, so I’m going to try using the original inserts instead of my SuperFeet inserts and see how that goes. Otherwise, I’m running in my old shoes.

I left the girls around mile 7.5 and ran a mile back to my car. I decided to take a little walk around Lake Eola because it’s SO pretty and I’m rarely there. I wish I lived in walking distance from it because it’s one of the best spots in Orlando.

While I was walking, I noticed there were a ton of ducks and swans all over the place. I mean, there are always ducks and swans there but I think there were more than usual. Or at least way more than I’ve seen at one time.

Some of them are really big. And really aggressive. They have no problem walking up to people. I saw one of the swans go after a small dog. Then I witnessed an actual duck fight. They were all loud and quacky, which I assume is how duck fights usually go. It made me want to start a secret Duck Fight Club because that was awesomely entertaining to watch. Unfortunately, they stopped fighting just as my cell phone camera was ready. So I took the liberty to depict the fight and location for you.

I know it looks like they’re kissing, but I assure you it was a fight. Also, I will never tell which part of that picture is real and which part I drew. Not even if you beg.

Anyway, I think all the ducks and swans were in shitty moods in general, because they all seemed to want to pick a fight.

If my run this morning was any indication of how I’m going to do in my races in the next two weeks, they won’t be fast. Maybe it’s the shoes. Maybe my legs are sore from all the strength training this week. Or maybe I’m just psyching myself out already. I’m just glad I came home to this video that my friend posted on my Facebook page because it made me laugh. Hard.

(If you like the blog’s Facebook page, you’ve already seen this one.)

P.S. If you don’t know how to cook, don’t tell your husband you will make a recipe he found if he goes and picks up the ingredients from the store because he might actually do it. Expect a disastrous recipe post this week.


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I Witnessed My First Walk of Shame

This morning, I got up at 4am to meet the Sunday running group. Usually I run with the Saturday group, but today’s run started much closer to home so I swapped days. I finally met up with the group after driving by the meeting spot three times, because I can’t follow simple instructions or actually turn when I see 2 men in shorty-shorts waving at me obviously ready to run.

Bonus for today’s run? I ran with Michelle! Also a bonus? We both got the teal memo.

My shirt is not bi-colored, by the way. That’s just my amazing talent to sweat only down to the last 2 inches of my shirt.

We did 9.5 miles (10:08 pace) around the Lake Eola area and it was beautiful out. The pace leader said it was 10 miles, but my Garmin begs to differ. Here are a few pictures I took after the run.

A Chinese gazebo around Lake Eola. I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve seen it. I told that to the hubs, and he shook his head and walked away.

Baby ducks! Sooooo adorable. I want some.

There were tons of swans everywhere

Part of the path we ran.

Around mile 8, I was privileged enough to witness my first walk of shame. No, it was not my own. The girl was getting into her car and she had on the shortest mini-dress ever, messy hair, and she was carrying her shoes in her hand. Of course I called her out, and it went something like this:

  • Me: “Is that the walk of shame?”
  • Michelle: “Ooooh yeah!”

Yes, it was said loud enough so she could hear. I know we aren’t nice people. But we both accept we are going to hell and can keep each other company there. Couldn’t be much hotter in hell than in Florida anyway.

A couple things about the run:

  • It was my best training run since I started running with my group a month ago. I felt good the whole time and I liked the pacing.
  • Running with Michelle is way better than not running with Michelle.
  • The pace leader actually lead. In my group, I’m always ahead of the pacers, which I hate.
  • There’s a creepy, non-talker guy in Michelle’s group that doesn’t even look at you or respond when you talk to him directly. It is now my mission to break that tough exterior and get him to smile, even if it means a tickle fight. 50-year-old men like those, right?

When I got home, I fine tuned my culinary skills by making a peanut butter and jelly English muffin with Fruit Loops on top.

And I got in some bunny play time. She was not about to let those ducks be cuter than her.

Well played, Pants. Well played.

Now it’s time to get some Good Will stuff organized and make another trip to Target. I saw some things I wanted yesterday that I was too lazy to carry and we all know getting a cart means walking back to the front of the store.

What’s the weirdest thing you eat that you love? (That Fruit Loop thing was a fluke, but man it was good.)


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