Yesterday was a fully-loaded Saturday. I had a wedding shower and a housewarming party to go to, and I felt a tinge of tiredness all throughout the day. So when I got home around 11pm I was really looking forward to hitting the hay. I layed down, closed my eyes, deep breath in, deep breath out…. Deep breath in, deep breath out…. and then my eyes opened and I laid on my back looking up at the ceiling. I was wide awake. Completely, 100%, ready-to-go awake.
I contemplated watching TV at first, but then decided to put my newly found energy into getting some work cranked out. So I sat typing away on my laptop until 3:30am when I decided it was time to pull the plug.
Needless to say, I was less than enthusiastic about waking up this morning. 9:30 am rolled around (which is about 2-3 hours later than I usually sleep on weekends)… and suddenly a glimmer of excitement washed over me. I remembered the amazing overnight oats I had prepared the night before. Now I was more than amped to get up and tackle my interval training. All I had to do was keep visualizing the cool creamy oats….
Check this out:
These are not your ordinary overnight oats. This jar of JIF had about 2 tbsp of peanut butter left in it, so I mixed up my usual overnight oats in the jar and left them to hang out in the fridge overnight. This morning, I topped the oats off with some blueberries and strawberries:
I COULD NOT WAIT to dive in to these:
Worth waking up for: