Hummingbird Bread

Have you ever heard of Hummingbird Cake? Once, I heard about it on Paula Dean’s old show (remember her? she gone) but it had 18 pounds of butter in one cake, so I kind of forgot about it. But when I recently walked into my favorite breakfast restaurant Devil’s Food and they had samples of gluten free hummingbird bread. And if a sample includes the word gluten free in it, I’m trying it. Samples are my favorite past time. It’s not really a past time when I’m in Whole Foods in the bulk section, but you know what I mean. Anywho, their hummingbird bread was boooooomb. Like, so good. So I made it for myself. So here ya go.

Let’s talk about the weekend. Because it was filled with fun exercise. I get sick of being in my CrossFit gym sometimes. I loooove CrossFit Broadway, but sometimes my body needs a break from excessively painful workouts. I love how I feel after a CrossFit workout, but my hip flexors don’t always love it. So this weekend, I went to spinning class, ran Red Rocks, and biked around Denver. Those things hurt, but not nearly as bad as wall balls. Eff wall balls.

So this is what I figured out in spin class. I’m not motivated to work very hard in spin class unless a REALLY good song comes on. Spin class takes patience, because well, it’s an hour. An hour of straight pedaling is BORING. Especially when you’re staring at your miserable self in the mirror. That’s exactly why I don’t do yoga. I get much too bored. All I think about is everything else I could be doing. Like cutting my toenails. Or braiding my hair. And I don’t ever braid my hair. But out of the hour class, I got at least 7 minutes of hard work in with this song. I’m obsessed with this song now. If the instructor would have played this on repeat, I would have burned at least 800 more calories.

This is what I figured out about workout at Red Rocks. Those workouts are always finished with bloody mary’s. I don’t know why alcohol tastes so much better after running up and down stairs at a higher altitude…wait wait wait…slowly waddling up and down stairs at a higher altitude, stairs are hard…but it totally does. I feel like I only really LOVE bloody mary’s when exercise is involved. Or maybe I really only love exercise when I know I will be rewarded with a bloody mary. Either way, my poor waitress poured a glass of water down my shirt so I got a free bloody mary! She thought I would be upset, but I was just pumped to finally not feel sticky anymore. She actually cooled me down. But she was so embarrassed. I wish that happened to me more often.

Last but not least, this is what I learned from biking around Denver. You can never rely on a man to plan something. Sorry bros, but it’s true. A group of 3 guys and I biked to the other side of Denver to go to the GIANT REI to rent blow up paddle boards. As soon as we passed the river, I knew I was going to pass on the paddle boarding. People were wearing helmets and eatin’ sh*t every 5 seconds. That’s not my kind of paddle boarding. But luckily, REI doesn’t rent those paddle boards. And it started pouring rain. So we went and got tacos back on the other side of town instead. So even though I got more exercise in then planned, I figured out, you cannot rely on men to plan out your Sunday.

I’m learning so much as I age.

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