Fruit bowl in the office! Here we go, October!
As most of you who read my blog regularly should know, I just started a new job 2 weeks ago. And let me tell you what: It has Owned. My. Life.
But in a good way.
A work my brain, can’t wait to get to bed at night, exhausting myself, type of way. But again, it has been great. I work with an amazing group of people, I am learning a lot, and there is so much room for growth. It is really very exciting.
With that being said, I have almost completely taken September off…from everything. I have only run a handful of times, I have only been to the gym once or twice, and since I was offered my new job and started panicking, I have been eating my feelings (terrible, I know). But then, I just took eating and losing weight off of my list of stressors. I just stopped restricting myself and ate whatever I wanted.
It has felt great!
I haven’t let myself go completely, but I just haven’t worried about Paul and me ordering pizza for dinner and then eating dessert, or me having fries with dinner. Today while I was shaving my legs in the shower, I noticed that I have a stomach roll that wasn’t there about a month ago… but I didn’t freak out.
Tomorrow starts a new month, and now that I am into my routine with work I can head back to the gym, and my play time is over. My body deserves to go back to the great food I was feeding it before and start treating myself better. October is going to be “processed free food” month, as well as goal setting time (eg. next marathon, half marathon, tri, crossfit competition). Oh, and no weigh ins allowed.
Again, it is not like I have completely let myself go, it was just a stress free month on that front. It was also a little bit of a mental check, and it was good to realize that I can still love myself after gaining a few pounds (note that I haven’t actually stepped on the scale, but it is probably 5 or so)… but at the end of the day, I still love myself, and I haven’t lost any worth.
And that is a big step for me.
Hope you are all doing well, and happy October!
So, Paul has recently been put in charge of my sweet tooth. We don’t generally keep “sweets” in the house, but anything even remotely close, I will eat.
Upon buying a bag of my favorite treat outside of chocolate (pull and peel twizzlers), I asked him lovingly to hide them from me, and only allow me one per day.
Now, I realize how unfair it is to make him the “bad guy”. I’m a grown woman, I should have the sense of control to not binge on sweets… but this just isn’t the case.
So today while cleaning, what should I stumble upon, but the stash of sweets.
I immediately text Paul to let him know that security has been breached and the stash has been compromised, BUT, I am no where near a sweet tooth attack.
A few minutes later I decide that I will have just one twizzler… just one.
2 delicious bites in the high-fructose corn syrup beauty, I start to choke. Raw throat, eyes watering, spit up a half-chewed piece of gross, choke.
I have learned my lesson about unsupervised snacking.
I went into this recipe like a complete 12 year old; “Beets are gross and I hate Rachel Ray” (because it is a Rachel Ray recipe).
Ok, I don’t really hate Rachel Ray, I just think there was an over-saturation of her a few years back that I am scarred from. I didn’t need to see her on every channel, not to mention on my box of Wheat Thins.
But I digress…I said, “I don’t like beets”, but I would be hard pressed to tell you the last time, if ever, that I have eaten one. Plus I figured, this whole cooking experiment was to open my mind, so with my open arms in a cranial sense, I loaded up at the grocery store.
The best part about this recipe is that there is no actual “cooking” involved. Not only did it turn out to be super tasty, but it is a great way to get loads of vegetables into a meal, vegetables that I would guess most people don’t use on a daily basis.
Beets are actually a very underrated vegetable. Ancient Romans used beetroot as a treatment for fevers and constipation , amongst other ailments. Today, beets are one of the best foods out there for you. It is a high-fiber little power house that can help lower your LDL, or bad, cholesterol, is a known anti-inflammatory, is loaded with natural antioxidants, and contains folate, an essential B vitamin.
Let’s not forget about the radishes! Also a high-fiber contender, radishes are loaded with vitamin C. Both beets and radishes are also noted as being cancer fighters, mainly colon cancer.
The preserves (I used raspberry) gave this salad a very sweet and refreshing finish, and all in all I found this to be a great little dish! And it turns out that beets aren’t really gross at all.
You can find the entire recipe at: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/rachael-ray/beet-and-walnut-salad-recipe/index.html .
I will have original pictures back next month. Technology was not on my side this weekend.
When did you start running and why?
I started running officially the summer after my sophomore year of college when I was 19, about to turn 20 (2004).
I have always been very active and thrived on playing sports in high school, but adjusting to college life when I had no organized sports to keep me moving really shook up my lifestyle. I would rollerblade and go to the gym with my roommate, but it just wasn’t the same.
I somehow missed out on the freshman 15, but was hit by the sophomore 25. I saw a picture of myself at a party with a friend and could not believe what I saw! How could this be me? I’m an athlete! Alas, I was an athlete with no athletic activity.
That May, I moved into my first apartment as a sub-leaser, and as luck may have it, my new roommate was a dietetics major who was an avid runner. She ran 6 miles every day without fail and was running a marathon at the end of that summer.
For me, it was easy to pick up an active lifestyle while living with someone like that. I went out and moved every day for at least a half hour. Rollerblading, riding my bike, walking around campus, it just became a part of my daily life, and the weight started to roll off.
I loved running when I was in elementary school. I was one of the best runners in my class, but somewhere in middle school I started to HATE running, and that mindset had stuck with me. But in my mind, the fittest people were always runners. It represented discipline and determination, so one day, I went for a run. I only made it about 3 blocks (this was right before I realized I had severe asthma). But the next day, I made myself go 4 blocks. Soon, I was running for 5 minutes, then 7, then 10, and before I knew it, I was doing 2 miles without thinking about it.
I still remember the day I ran 4 miles for the first time, and the time I ran for an hour straight for the first time, my first double digit mileage run. I was suddenly a runner. A day didn’t feel successful unless I ran.
I realized that I was completely in love and addicted.