It might be that only a greedy pig would eat salted caramel gelato and drink luscious coffee at once. Well, that’s me. My sister and I enjoyed a treat-filled afternoon, after staying indoors the entire week.
Beautiful massages started our parade, the kind that sends you into a catatonia of relaxation. Harder, harder on the back, miss, thank you. Then, we stopped by Stregatto in Balanga, a wonderful coffee shop that is just an explosion of cuteness. This is where Alice in Wonderland would have tea with The Hatter. Just not sure if The Hare and The Mouse will be let in, but I am hoping for the best.
We had coffee, cake, gelato, sandwiches, and pasta. See, we know how to administer top class comfort. Don’t worry. You just have to be greedy enough and your belly people will adjust. It’s an automatic response.
Naturally, I also think about the impact of such gluttony to my fight training. As announced before, dieting is a virtue I lack. I do understand something magical happens if one is disciplined and only indulges in healthy food, but really my choices today are good for me. I am feeding my spirit animal. Required. It is a rest day after all. I will worry about the damages tomorrow. As if.