Paleo Bake Day
The sun was hiding in Florida today and I woke up feeling ill with a hugely swollen foot.
Back track for a moment, late last night after the baseball game I took the dogs for a walk around the water in front of our house. It's Florida, I wore flip flops, duh. Lesson learned. The dogs saw something in the dark and sprinted off the trail. I was entirely caught off guard, and was yanked along behind them. As I tried to tame the small beasts and drag them back to the paved path, I stepped on something really round and crunchy. It was too dark to see what it was I squashed, but my foot was on fire in less than thirty seconds. Once we were back to the trail and under some light I realized my fiery foot was covered in insects. Arrgghhhhh. I fought the urge to dip my foot in the water; losing an entire limb to an alligator fifty days before my wedding would really stink. Then I hobbled back to the house where my foot was already bright red and swollen with bumps. It had been too dark to see what type of bug had done this work, and I was so intent on getting them off as quickly as possibly I really didn't pay attention. Everything I know about bugs from the Pacific Northwest is entirely irrelevant here, where creepy crawlies tend to be eight times larger and have three times more venom. It would be just my luck, seeing as I've also been bitten by a rattlesnake and stung by a jelly fish in my relatively short number of years on this Earth. Kyle giggled while applying disinfectant to the bumps and then we were off to bed. No biggy, I've clearly conquered worse.
When I woke up this morning, my foot was so swollen and tender that there was no shot I was going to get a work out in. I was fatigued, and stiff, which I fully attribute to my bodily reaction to insect venom. I've only been stung by a bee once, but even other small bites tend to have dramatic reactions. And it was pouring. Oh hey tropical storm Dorene. Double arrrrgghhh. The little bites/stings/whatevers had dark centers now and were surrounded with fluid. Barf. I slathered them in more cream and hid my entire foot in one of Kyle's socks, and then decided it was time for a sweet Paleo treat.
The nice thing about Paleo dieting is that you can pretty much still eat naughty food, as long as it's made with natural things. These chocolate chip cookies are wheat, soy, dairy and gluten free. And were BOMB!
