Lethargy

Lately I haven't been feeling so well. I just don't do much of anything.

Yes I joined this awesome new gym but I only did it to secure my place. It's been 4 days and I didn't go work out yet. I'm feeling listless and gross. Like I always have trouble sleeping and then I don't want to wake up. I think it's because I have two assignments that I have to hand in but I'm so scared I just don't even want to finish either. I find any excuse to go online and discover anything else rather than focusing on this task.

I hate this me.

I want to be able to wake up refreshed and welcome the day! Not hide under the covers after a bazillion snoozes! I want to take early morning walks and breathe in the dew. I want everything to be alright and I want myself to believe that. I want to fold all the clothes in my dresser and organize my desk. I want to pick cherry blossoms out of a tree (ok that one i just saw in my dream) But most of all I want to be fit and healthy!! These symptoms are obviously coming from someone who isn't taking care of their body. Bottom line...

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I NEED TO GO TO THE GYM!!!!!!!!!

Falafel Day

One spring day, my good friend Nina took me to a falafel joint in Paris's 4th arrondissement. Right off Rue de Temple (yeah, that's the Jewish quarter) So anyway, besides the fact that the place was cramped and the waiters were h-o-t, I managed to scarf down an eggplant salad AND a falafel the size of both my hands. Life changing moment.

However, I hadn't tried a falafel sandwich since, fearing that I only liked it at the famed place with a line snaking down the street. So when my roomie walked in today with a bag from Zahrat Lebnan asking, "Who is hungry?" I leapt at the chance to eat cuz I hadn't had anything all day (tsk tsk I know). Lo and behold, she bought falafel. "Too late to change your mind", I thought, "Shouldn't have gotten over-excited." We sat down as we both unraveled the beige paper containing our vegetarian grub. The minute I saw a pickle inside the bread I knew it couldn't be that bad.

It wasn't.

It was delicious. Mouth-watering. Spicy. Tangy. Creamy. Crunchy. Smooth. Good to the last bite.

I thanked her tremendously and confessed to her my former apprehension at the announcement of our lunch. The tabouleh was o.k.

Around 7pm I find myself at the local mall scouring the food court, hoping a Subway would appear. Note to self: Abu Dhabi Mall has the only Subway. Not Khalidiyah. I descend to the Starbucks on the ground floor hoping to get a Venti decaf soy toffee nut latte, cuz afterall, 'tis the season to be jolly. I wanted a sandwich too, but the healthy selection was disappointing. It was a toss up between the wraps: Ceaser Chicken or yup you guessed it Falafel!!

Needless to say I bravely opted for the latter. And it didn't disappoint either.

Ladies and gentlemen, I LOVE Falafel. :)