Oreo Protein Pancakes

Who’s ready for the best pancakes ever?! They’re in the top ten in my personal opinion. Now, you can make adjustments…because maybe you want yours fluffier…not as thick…whatever. But this is my personal Oreo Protein Pancake recipe, and I know there are a million that are similar. I whipped this together myself, so if it sounds familiar, that’s because usually all pancakes have the same base of ingredients 😉

Ingredients

Since I use cacao, I only put 1/2 tsp. in mine…it turned out perfectly for me. In all of my protein pancakes, I always use whole wheat flour.

Ingredients 2

We believe in 1% milk at our house! Skim…I do on rare occasions. I don’t really need to use skim ever. Vanilla Greek yogurt is about my favorite thing in the whole world so you will see that in my recipes a lot! And I recommend purchasing Whey Protein Isolate ONLY. Why Isolate is healthier for you than if you just get Whey Protein Concentrate. Check the ingredients and get the isolate. Mine above is Soy Protein which only contains isolate 🙂 I love it! I always get vanilla and add in cacao if I want it!

Oreo Protein Pancakes

  • 3/4-1 scoop vanilla whey protein isolate
  • 3/4 tsp. baking soda
  • 1/2 tsp. cacao
  • 4 tbsp. milk (water as needed)
  • 1/4 cup whole wheat flour
  • 1 tsp. sugar (more or less depending on your preferences)
  • optional tablespoon of Greek yogurt for in pancake batter (Greek yogurt in pancakes makes them doughier, so this depends on preferences)
  • 2 tbsp vanilla Greek yogurt for filling

And that’s really all you need! Crazy right?! Combine all your dry ingredients: protein, baking soda, cacao, flour, sugar. Mix and combine well. Then add in your yogurt if you want it as well as milk. Water is dependent on how thick or thin you want your pancakes!

Lightly spray your pan, turn on stove to medium-high, and make your pancakes. When they’re done, put one on the plate, plop 2 tablespoons or more of Greek yogurt (which is so good for you, so go crazy if you want) and then plop the other pancake on top, creating a healthy pancake Oreo 🙂 My batter makes two as shown in picture below. Super healthy, crazy good, and amazing post-workout meal!

Oreo Protein Pancakes

Have a great Hump Day everyone!!

xoxo

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We Can Still Make It A Good Night

I live in the frozen tundra...but it's still home.

I live in the frozen tundra…but it’s still home.

My home has been Illinois for the majority of my life…with that comes a lot of frustration and downright turmoil. Of course Chicagoans are bitter and rude; it’s because we live with gusts of 50 mph wind in the summer, spring, fall, AND winter. So don’t get us started with the wind chill!!

Yeah we’re bitter about the cards we got dealt.

But here’s where it gets interesting. Location and happiness do not go hand in hand.

“So you’re saying that me moving to Florida, getting a steady job, moving into a new home…all of that wouldn’t make me happier??”

Yeah, basically.

When I said I have lived in Illinois for only the majority of my life, I am referring to the small periods of time when we moved to Nebraska when I was very young, and Tennesse, which was a move that happened just 2 years ago. We are clearly back in Illinois and back to our frozen popsicle-house, but we are amazingly happier here. And I’ll tell you why.

We wanted a change. Everyone in the house wanted a change, besides Katie. I mean, she was happy as a clam to stay back with her friends and cousins. Our grandparents also live just two hours away. But Mom, Dad, and I didn’t really care for all of those factors. We wanted to see the grass being greener on the other side; we knew it had to be true! There is nothing to lose when you go to Nashville!! Am I right??

But people are everything. 

And that is what makes all the difference. Do not think that you can re-create them somewhere else, because I have personally experienced that you cannot create those unique, dear, close friends who have been in-tune with you since Day 1. And when you transfer to a new school as a sophomore, people seem to already be pretty settled in their own groups. And when you get yourself in at a new job, the environment could be off. The boss doesn’t get your jokes, or your co-worker is lazy, strange, or just has a tendancy to drive you insane. I actually can’t really say anything for my sister because she was the one who actually did very well! Moving as a middle schooler?? Whoa. But Katie has just always been a success story 🙂

Katie, though, was thrilled when she was told of the move back home. Back to our Illinois home. Back to the home of the same town, same restaraunts that we missed in Tennessee, same cousins that never have a dull moment, and same friends that never leave our sides. Even when we’ve been gone! Everything clicked right back into place, it was like we had never left. We all just picked up where we left off.

And I know we can’t do that with everything in life, so I am very grateful for this experience that I got to share a fraction about. So don’t be like us and spend all your time wondering when you could be experiencing the best moments of your life right where you are. Because I know all of my best memories come from this state and this town.

Make it a good night. If you had a fight with someone, see how you can ammend it. If you’re growing pessimistic, stop and reflect on all that you have and also how far you have come. If you’re feeling stagnant with your life….well I could help you there! Go running! Sort of kidding. If you are feeling stagnant, set up extra time for devotions, time with loved ones, time for hobbies. It seems that we can’t slow down enough these days to do one simple thing: love.

“The one thing we can never get enough of is love; and the one thing we never give enough of is love.” –Henry Miller

Have a good night everyone 🙂

Skinny PB Ginger Cookies

As promised, I had found TWO healthy peanut butter cookie recipes. So I am now posting that second one 🙂 I like this cookie better because I am such a spice person! Anyone else this way? I love ginger cookies, pumpkin spice bread, pumpkin spice anything, cinnamon anything, etc. This is a nice fluffy cookie with peanut butter and a hint of ginger, and I added molasses! Only a teaspoon, but I think the molasses is kind of necessary 🙂

Link to the cookies as created by chocolate covered Katie:

http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2012/12/11/peanut-butter-gingerbread-chocolate-chunk-cookies/

Skinny PB Ginger Cookies

Look how pretty they are…don’t they look so light and fluffy??

Peanut Butter Gingerbread Cookies

(with optional choc. chips)

  • 1/2 cup peanut butter (or Sunbutter, almond butter, cashew butter)
  • 1/2-1 tsp powdered ginger (this all depends on how much you like your spices!)
  • 1/3 cup brown sugar (Katie uses Sucanat and says that it makes the cookies taste more similar to gingerbread, but I have never bought this before! Will have to try it)
  • 1 tbsp of sugar (OR 1 NuNaturals stevia packet, or add 1 extra tbsp of the sucanat)
  • 3/4 tsp baking soda
  • 4 tbsp flour, I added an extra tablespoon, hers only calls for 3 (spelt, white, ww pastry, and gf all-purpose are all fine)
  • tiny pinch of salt
  • 2-4 tbsp chocolate chunks, or chips, or broken-up chocolate bar (this is optional, I only added in a few!)
  • 2 tbsp milk or 2 tbsp applesauce
  • 1 tsp. molasses, this is my personal addition and it helped the cookies taste more like gingerbread!
  • 1 tsp pure vanilla extract

Don’t preheat your oven yet because you will want to chill the dough first!!

Just like my other PB cookie recipe, mix your dry ingredients in a large or even medium-sized bowl: brown sugar (Sucanat), sugar, ginger, baking soda, flour, salt. Once this is all mixed very well, add the vanilla, milk or applesauce, peanut butter or nut butter, molasses, and the chocolate chips if you want them! Katie says to chill them at least 30 minutes in the fridge, but I just did the 10 minutes in the freezer and they turned out great 🙂

Now preheat your oven to 350° and stick your dough in the freezer for 10 or fridge for 30 minutes. Lightly spray the cookie sheet and form balls out of the dough (makes 12-16 cookies depending on how you roll them). Bake for just 8 minutes! Again they will look underdone, but this is fine!! Leave them on the cookie sheet for 10 minutes and then remove.

Trust me, these are so good, and check out the nutrition facts on these little tastes of heaven!

http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/pb-gingerbread-cookies-calories-and-nutrition-facts/

Enjoy your warm cookies on this bitter, cold day! Great to have with coffee in my personal opinion. Bundle up and stay healthy!

Skinny PB Ginger Cookies 2

The Darkness Cannot Stay When There Is Light

In my news feed, I came across The Blacklight Candelabra’s post asking writers to respond with a story of simultaneous creation and deconstruction.

I am a strong, level-headed realist. I wasn’t always that way, but for good reason, I sure became one. I have seen and have personally experienced a lot. One of my family members had a horrible first marriage, changing her own life and the lives of her children forever. I have seen my friends fall head over heels for men not worth the heartache that would follow. I have seen some of my friends stay in the wrong relationships, not leaving when they should, giving someone a 100th second chance. There’s so much heartache in this world, that it makes it hard to see the light. I certainly have had my own share of turmoil, despair, and so I chose quite some time ago that I wanted to be single. I see nothing wrong with it. In fact, I have far too many plans. I want to do so much with my life, why would I want anything holding me back? And besides, a family? Lord have mercy, I was far from thinking that that was in the realms of my future. If I even got married, I didn’t think a nice guy would ever find me. All hope for that was lost somewhere around sophomore year in high school. True love in marriage is a myth (besides with my own parents). This world has gotten lost; people don’t believe in love anymore. People believe in convenience, quick remedies, easy pleasure, and guilt-free pleasure at that. Families? Families are broken; children are mistakes that happened unexpectedly. Yes, this was my mindset for about 6 years. And just two years ago, I sunk further into those beliefs.

Spring 2013

I walk into his room, and something still doesn’t seem right. Did I forget to bring him something, was my hair askew, my outfit all wrong– did he just not see the same woman anymore? I sit at his bed. I let my fingers trail his back, trying to smooth over whatever remnants remained. My fingers move to his hair as I try to smooth out whatever is being brought back to surface in there.

Am I still his darling? Have I ever been his or was this just a mirage seen by a lone, lost soul aimlessly looking for love?

My. I certainly had put a fair amount of trust in him. Though he had never given reason for me to do otherwise. Why, he wanted me with him everywhere. He wouldn’t go anyplace without me, wouldn’t want to spend a single day without me. Certainly, we had our share of fights as does any couple. And they were getting a little less common…

We don’t talk much that night, but I lay by him. I promise my presence, when he needs it. This could be the greatest gift he’s ever received, a dream come true. Turning to face me and smile, he acknowledges the silent promise I have given. I would come to the know the days I wouldn’t see him at all or even hear from him. I would come to know the days when I would see him and absolutely dread it.

“Why do you ridicule me in front of everyone?”

“Babe, I’m not trying to make fun of you. We’re laughing with you! It’s cute when you don’t know something!”

I look around at my teammates all seated at the dinner table, laughing and looking at me, waiting for me to laugh too.

Days later. 

“You don’t practice with me anymore or throw with me. Is something wrong?”

“Can’t you understand I don’t have the time?!”

I sigh angrily, “You never tell me anything; I have no idea what goes on with you!”

He sighs, staring directly ahead, not for once meeting my eyes, “You wouldn’t understand. None of this.”

Oh just the age gap argument again, is it?

Days later.

“You said you knew the way back!”

I am about ready to lose it, “We were both talking and distracted. You and I are both in the wrong here. We weren’t paying attention to how we got here! And I told you, ‘let’s try that direction’. We should have just used the GPS!” I brace myself for his response.

“You know what, this is ridiculous. You should have known this didn’t look right. None of this looks like what we saw on the way up, I was trusting you,” he spits the words out like venom, hoping each word leaves an impact.

“Why is it only me?! Just why? Why am I the one at fault here?”

“Because you told me to go this way!”

“You could have double-checked! I even said that I didn’t know!!”

The remaining twenty minutes were spent in silence broken by his single question, “So you’re just done talking now?”

Weeks later

My friend asks me, “So are you two doing better?”

“Oh much so,” I say with as much enthusiasm as I can manage.

She smiles at her phone, “Gosh, Aiden just told me that I looked gorgeous last night. I didn’t really try that hard, but I mean, when he takes us out, I kind of try–”

“Wait. You guys just went out.”

“No, that was like a week ago. It’s been a little while.”

I stare at her confused, “A week ago? Only a week ago?”

“What do you mean ‘only’? When was the last time you guys went out?”

I bite down hard on my lip and pinch my wrist to stop any tears. Valentine’s Day, which was nearly two months ago.

Instead, I ask something else, “You said he called you ‘gorgeous’?”

“Well yeah, and I mean he told me last night too, but he likes to tell me again. Kind of a thing with him; he always compliments me on the dumbest things,” she laughs as if it’s so absurd, but anyone can tell it lights up her whole world.

I smile and nod and decide to confess about my own boyfriend, “He’s never called me beautiful.”

Days later. 

I ask him to meet me that night, that we have a lot to talk about, and it just can’t wait. I settle into the passenger seat of his car as I’ve done so many times, usually for stolen kisses, long talks before his shift, a chance to warm up in the middle of the day between classes. I imagine how many times our hands were held just there by the clutch. I also see us singing ridiculously to the radio, but not him singing to me. I see his eyes fixed on the road, but not because he’s being a cautious driver. I see his gaze and that face–that face I’ll never understand–that mind I know is never fully here.

“I’m leaving,” I said.

“What?”

“I’m transferring, and we’re breaking up.”

Liberation, sometimes, isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

Spring 2014

Much more had happened between May 2013 and February 2014, but most importantly, nothing got any better. I had imagined leaving would solve everything. But running from situations tends to only leave you in the same mindset, just in a new location. Hiding out  tends to make the person you’re hiding from seem gone forever, but it doesn’t actually make that person go away. Hiding does not stop communication, and a new location does not promise all you’ve ever wanted.

When I returned to Illinois and Olivet in December, I made a promise for the Lent season. This is a season of the Catholic church, but I as a Nazarene still choose to take part in it. And this past spring, I chose God, not men. I prayed for renewal and healing. I prayed for a security like no other. Most of all, I prayed for forgiveness.

My ice castle I had created had started to melt that spring. The fortress surrounding my cold heart was starting to crumble, pillars of marble bitterness and towers of frozen fear began to crack and break. My fortress that I had worked so hard to preserve was coming down slowly. Though my ice castle was being destroyed, a soft heart of gold was taking its place.

Ezekiel 36:26- “Moreover, I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit within you; and I will remove the heart of stone from your flesh and give you a heart of flesh.”

This was not easy for me by any means. But to relinquish yourself– well who ever said that feels easy? We are creatures of control, we like to have control and order of our own lives. But this is not what Christianity is about. If you cannot give up your old ways, then you cannot accept the new life being given so freely. I realized that I didn’t want the path that I was creating for myself. It looked bleak and miserable, a tightly-wound, vicious cycle.

I am still a realist today, and I am by no means completely transformed. But I no longer hold a heart of ice, but now hold a heart of flesh. Because there are traits of me that will never go away, which I am perfectly okay with. However, the shattering of the ice in my heart, the disassembling of old, bitter memories, and the eradication of old fears have allowed the creation of this new heart.

I am now hopeful again.

I don’t see the world through pessimistic lens anymore. I have regained the vivid, optimistic, and brighter version of myself in my younger years. Though I am so uncertain of what lies ahead, I am open-minded, trusting in God every step of the way. It’s a much better way to live. Do not stay in the darkness, but seek renewal of mind and spirit. It takes time, but I think our generation needs to learn to have a little more perseverance and patience anyway.

“Light overcomes all darkness, for where there is light, the darkness cannot live there.”

https://blacklightcandelabra.wordpress.com/2014/12/10/illuminating-the-darkness-with-a-second-blog/

Skinny PB Cookies (Can be vegan too!)

Alrighty guys, so I have a lot of peanut butter lovers in my family, including me! But my dad LOVES peanut butter cookies and frankly, I never was a huge fan of them…weird right? I always just wanted chocolate chip oatmeal as a kid 🙂

But I go back to school in about a week and three days, so my boyfriend will be here in about a week and HE loves peanut butter cookies too. (By the way, most of the recipes on this blog come from me baking and cooking for Luke!) So in short, I wanted to find a healthy peanut butter cookie recipe that I would love too! And I didn’t just find one great recipe, I found two!

Both are from Chocolate Covered Katie’s website (she’s the best) and I will have the links to her recipes for these on here as well. I will give you her exact recipes on here with her version in the parentheses but the bulleted list is my version. My versions with both of these cookies are not exactly vegan…because I did not have any applesauce on hand and so I used milk instead! But I pleased my dad so I take that as a successful peanut butter cookie!

Skinny Peanut Butter Cookies

http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2011/12/11/secret-peanut-butter-cookies/

Skinny Peanut Butter Cookies

  • 1/2 cup peanut butter (or almond or sunbutter)
  • 3/4 tsp baking soda
  • 4 tbsp flour (3 tbsp flour in Katie’s, flour can be whole-wheat pastry, all-purpose white, spelt, Bob’s gf mix all work)
  • 1/4 cup sugar (or evaporated cane juice) but I used plain sugar
  • 2 tbsp brown sugar (or coconut sugar)
  • 2 tbsp milk (2 tbsp applesauce in Katie’s)
  • 1/2 tsp pure vanilla extract (I eyeballed this, could have been 1 full teaspoon)
  • optional: tiny pinch salt

Preheat oven to 350°

First, mix all of your dry ingredients in a large/ medium-sized bowl: baking soda, flour, sugar (evaporated cane juice), brown sugar (coconut sugar), and optional salt. Mix them very well, then add the milk or applesauce as well as the vanilla extract. The bowl really doesn’t have to be huge because this recipe only makes around a dozen cookies! So it’s a small lump of dough when you’re finished.

Finally add in that 1/2 cup of peanut butter, or other nut butter, and stir well until everything is combined. Like I said, I have never made peanut butter cookies before so it was shocking to see how little of flour I needed. I also went half and half on the flour (half whole wheat and half all purpose).

BEFORE you make them into balls, Katie recommended that you chill the dough first for soft cookies. So I stuck my batter into the freezer for ten minutes before forming the balls. This ten minutes allowed me to set up my next batch of cookies!

Form one-inch balls, and you’ll come out with a dozen cookies like me. Lightly spray a cookie sheet and place your dozen cookies on there (they don’t spread out much at all which is nice!) Now, you don’t have to do what I did, but for tradition’s sake, I took a fork and did the criss-cross pattern on each cookie and sprinkled a pinch of sugar on each cookie as well. 🙂

Bake cookies for 8-10 minutes. Katie says 8, then take them out and leave them cool on the cookie sheet for 5 minutes. I was paranoid at how underdone they looked, so I left them in for about 10 minutes, and they turned out great! But don’t get scared when they look underdone. They are mostly peanut butter, so the cookies will appear that way! If you try to make them smaller, her recipe says you can make 16 with only 65 calories per cookie. Either way, they are still under 100 calories, super healthy with your fats only coming from the nutritious peanut butter!

Enjoy! This will definitely be my go-to recipe for PB cookies!

P.S. other PB recipe will be in a separate blog post 🙂

#15in2015- My Comeback from a Stress Fracture

So I never knew this was a thing….shows how involved I am in the world of creating hashtags and events termed by hashtags. Regardless, yeah I’ll do it! I just race; I find them as they come, but I can accept a specified challenge. I know I didn’t run 14 races last year (due to being sidelined by my first stress fracture), so I would love to make 2015 my year of races 🙂

So how many of you have actually had a stress fracture? Horrible isn’t it? I can’t even begin to tell you how angry and frustrated I felt from the beginning of September through mid-November. I made it worse all on my own, which I am notorious for doing by the way! Being an athlete and cross country runner, we want to ignore the injury, pretend we don’t actually have it. So what do we do about it? Run through it! Haven’t we all heard that? Just run through it; it’ll make you feel better.

But it didn’t.

Yeah, Coach, not this time. He claimed my shin was just inflamed. So, naturally, I did not stop running on my stress fracture since I thought it was only inflammation. Thus, I prolonged my own injury, running on it until it became excruciatingly unbearable. Running on it until I wanted to cry and at the same time, chop off my own shin. When I get mad at my legs for not working properly…I tend to want to chop them off. I feel as though that’s the best solution, like another shin, or hamstring will grow in its place. Wouldn’t that be nice?

Regardless, we discovered that, oh gee, this isn’t just inflammation at all. I described how it was hurting and where, and Coach realized it was more serious. The pain really felt like it was inside my bone, like I had broken something within it and the two parts were rubbing against each other with each step. Walking became painful. Going down stairs is the worst with a fracture!

So I began cross training…A LOT. Swim, swim, swim. That’s all I can say. Bike, bike, bike. I guess I can say that too. Elliptical made itself available within a few weeks, but we wanted to keep as much pressure off my shin as possible for the bone to heal. This was like my IT band syndrome all over again (which that story is another post, another time). I had to cross train around twice a day, but what was even all the more frustrating was knowing that my fitness would slip. This ate me up entirely; I knew this would backtrack me so much, the thoughts were unbearable. I had just had an incredible summer of races (see my gallery of pics on my sidebar menu) and now I was going to have to rebuild?! Build my base back up?! Come on!! I felt like I was just getting into the swing of things then

BAM! Sidelined again.

But like previous injuries, this one is no different. I learned a lot from it.

  1. I learned that I need to stay and keep with my freakin strength routines. (runners hate doing strength, we just want to run. Can I get an Amen?) Consistently having and executing a solid strength routine is CRUCIAL. I can’t stress this enough, especially if you’re a skinny, tiny distance runner like me. I have horrible hips. They constantly need strengthening and attention. When I neglect strengthening my key joints, problems happen. Like stress fractures and IT band syndrome. (well that’s overtraining too)
  2. I learned that I can still be happy for others and their running. Some of my friends were training for their first half, and I’m over here like, gee, isn’t that fantastic. You probably won’t ever have to experience what I have. But I learned to push such very negative thoughts out of my head and focus on being happy for my friends and their new accomplishments. We all have our rain, but we don’t need to rain on those who currently have the sun. Let them have their time to shine.
  3. Above all, I was humbled again and learned to appreciate every single run. Being injured is one of the most humbling experiences there is. You can’t go and go and go without experiencing road bumps. And because I am a follower of God, I also see injuries as a time when He’s wanting to scream something at me that he’s been trying to say for a while. Running is a gift; it is a tremendous gift. Be grateful for your legs, that they even work properly and you are able to do this. Be grateful for the miles and miles you can go, because there are thousands who are physically unable to go one. I learned to also be grateful for EVERY run, EVEN the slow ones. Again, every run is a gift. Do not take any one of them for granted, even when coming back from an injury.
Isn’t it incredible?

You and I are allowed to come out of an injury and setbacks without detrimental and permanent repercussions (unless you had your leg amputated or something). But the point of the matter is, even when we do have the rain, we still have the sun. Because we can shine again. Because our clouds shift eventually. Because the sun has always been inside of us, waiting for its chance to break through.

First Blog Post and First Blog?!

January 1st, 2015. A lot of firsts for me today! I am officially publishing my first post, and I cannot begin to tell you all how excited I am to join the blogging family 🙂

But it looks hard, gosh does it look hard. How on earth will people find me under the thousands and thousands of other cool blogs? And I don’t have the money to just spend aimlessly to make my blog high-tech and super sophisticated.

However, with my fears aside, I know that I have a lot to share with you guys! I know that I can’t wait to share my workouts, motivation, recipes, and daily posts with you! I would love to be a trainer, so I hope to kind of live that through this if you all will let me 🙂

At the same time, not everything on my blog will be all fitness/nutrition either. Which is the point of my blog. I want to write about life and running. I might vent about being a junior in college and how poor I am; I might share really thought-provoking posts. I might share ideas that just popped in my head, and I wanted to get them on here. The point is, I have so much to say, and I can’t wait to begin!

Let the New Year ring; I am ready for 2015.

Some things you should know about me besides running:

I love dogs, well my whole family loves dogs.

This is Meeko! He's only 2 and follows me around constantly :) The puppies need sweaters because Illinois is a frozen tundra, and they are little dogs...we can't have them freezing!
This is Meeko! He’s only 2 and follows me around constantly 🙂 The puppies need sweaters because Illinois is a frozen tundra, and they are little dogs…we can’t have them freezing!
This is Scout, the older of my two Yorkies. He is almost 4 years old and is rocking a cheetah sweater on the right.
This is Scout, the older of my two Yorkies. He is almost 4 years old and is rocking a cheetah sweater on the right.

 I love smoothies….a lot.

Pure fruit smoothies. Mango, strawberry, berry, banana, orange, anything!!! I have also been seriously asked if I am a fruititarian or not...
Pure fruit smoothies. Mango, strawberry, berry, banana, orange, anything!!! I have also been seriously asked if I am a fruititarian or not…

 I am kind of a transcendentalist.

Well, not necessarily. Because I am also too extroverted to be a true one. But I do love nature. You all will see this soon, but sometimes certain changes of the season or a pretty flower can make my whole day. Or beautiful sunrises like this on my run :)
Well, not necessarily. Because I am also too extroverted to be a true one. But I do love nature. You all will see this soon, but sometimes certain changes of the season or a pretty flower can make my whole day. Or beautiful sunrises like this one on my run 🙂

I am a coffee lover through and through.

I'm a coffee lover!!! No I don't really drink it black....I just like this shot. I drink coffee typically at one point in my day every day, but during the semester, I easily drink coffee twice a day to keep me sane and focused :)
No I don’t really drink it black….I just like this shot. I drink coffee typically at one point in my day every day, but during the semester, I easily drink coffee twice a day to keep me sane and focused 🙂 What are your favorite flavors/drinks? My fave is a grande (medium) Americano with 3 pumps of white mocha. It’s one pump less than the usual, and this drink keeps the bold flavor while still being sweet and savory!