My weight room at college…
It’s a place for freshman boys who haven’t quite figured out that it is necessary to wash their clothes after every couple workouts.
And for boys who, thankfully, have realized the importance which hygiene plays in meeting their future wife. These boys have therefore taken measures to achieve some level of socially acceptable cleanliness. These measures entail the boys choosing to wear swim trunks to workout in. I mean, I get it. Swim suits are easy to rinse out and hang to dry. I still think it’s weird. When I was a naive freshmen, I used to think these boys were just getting in a quick bicep workout before they went to the pool. But no, they’re just avoiding laundry.
And then there are the guys who have their headphones in. And they’re drumming their fingers, and tapping their toes and mouthing the words to some song that you assume must be Skrillex or something to get them feeling all jacked* and whatnot. And then they walk by you and they’re totally humming the chorus of “…we are never ever (ever) getting back together, you go talk to your friends talk to my friends talk to me…”
Oh Taylor Swift, bringing the world together one ex-boyfriend song at a time.
And then there are those times at the gym when you’re feeling all awesome because you just squatted two 45 plates for two reps. And all of the sudden the macho guy on the bench press (who was just singing some T. Swift) starts getting crushed by the bar he’s trying to bench. So you run over to help him but he’s benching four 45 plates and there is no way your little, baby (relatively weak) arms can pick up what your legs can’t even squat. So then you have to yell for help and that kid in the bathing suit (who you were just thinking looks ridiculous) jumps over the little half wall thing in the middle of the workout room to push you out of the way and save the Taylor Swift fan.
It’s an eventful gym…well at least last Friday was.
Morals of the story: (1) If you need a spot, don’t ask me. Instead, ask the boy wearing the neon orange Billabong bathing suit. (2) But if you want to make granola, ask me.
*I don’t use this word in real life.
Peanut Butter Granola (vegan)
makes ~3 cups
adapted from averie cooks
2 cups oats
1/2 cup peanut butter (with salt)
1/4 cup brown sugar, packed
1/4 cup almond milk
1/2 tsp vanilla
1/4 cup raisins
1/4 cup dried cherries
1/4 cup pecans
Preheat oven to 350F.
In a sauce pan over low heat, mix together peanut butter, brown sugar, and milk. Cook for 2 minutes, stirring constantly as you allow the ingredients to melt together. This mixture will be thick and will still resemble a slightly thinner peanut butter. Add in your vanilla and stir.
Add oats, raisins, and cherries to a large bowl. Pour the peanut butter mixture over the oats and stir everything together. Use your hands to make sure all the dry ingredients are coated in the peanut butter mixture.
Spray a baking dish (with sides) with non-stick cooking spray. Press the granola mixture into the dish into a thin layer. Bake for 8 minutes. Remove from oven and stir. Bake for an additional 12 minutes, stirring every 3 minutes. Remove from oven and allow to cool. Store in a closed container for up to a week.