Showing posts with label food log. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food log. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

the best thing to hit my mornings since blackout shades and cookie crisp cereal.
Last week I finally stopped reading and constantly obsessing over healthy recipes, and started actually making them.  Love at first bite, while true and corny, doesn't cut it.  This little Jezebel has made my morning for the last 4 days in a row.  (I think it's getting serious, and we might need to talk about where this relationship is going.)

The "Breakfast Cookie"

Thank you from the bottom of my heart Tiffany for pointing out this really, really, ridiculously good looking Breakfast Cookie from one of my favorite lovelies, Fitnessista.  It is truthfully bomb.com.  I made just a couple tweaks by adding a little quinoa, and a dash of cacao powder, and honestly my mornings have been magically delicious.

halloween leftovers
One thing I've noticed since starting a revolution with myself in just this past week, is that my relationship with food has changed, literally over night.  Normally on holidays -- especially ones that involve chocolate, which to my chub-a-love desires is every holiday -- I prepare myself to gorge and detox shortly thereafter.

The Grave Yard of Pudding Coconut and Cookies

This weekend I enjoyed a couple Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, my drug of choice, sampled the graveyard and worms my momma and I made together, and did not feel an ounce of guilt.  Not because I am a changed woman ready to star on Lifetime, but because I did not overeat with the lingering thought that I'd never get to eat candy until the next holiday and I have to workout all week and try not to eat so I might as well chow down in worm town.  

Totally had warms.  They were dirty delicious.


my big fat swedish revelation
Eat, enjoy, workout, relax, talk to yourself nicely, tell your loved ones you're going to talk to yourself nicely, and somehow the chub-a-love desires melt away.  Put that in your pipe and smoke it gangsta boogies.  Peace out from Maverick and Sarah Sanderson.


Monday, October 25, 2010

Get Over It and Blog It

I am obsessed with health and fitness blogs, but it wasn't until recently that I realized why; I am living vicariously through the bloggers that I follow. They seem to have all the answers, they seem perfect, their lives seem easy, and above all they look healthy. A goal I believe every woman shares and envies of other women who have attained it. This has got me thinking... I can do this, I should do this, and starting now, I am officially doing it.


It's obvious

The women I follow are healthy, fit, and seemingly happy, if they weren't I probably would not be following them. I am intrigued by what they do, what they eat, how much they eat, how they work out and how their day went because, it's a life we'd all love to share.

It's not that complicated

The truth is my life is not that far off and I could be these women.  But I always look for the shortcut, give myself excuses, and tell myself daily that I am too fat to be healthy. I'd rather eat as little as possible and then bash myself later for not being the healthy weight I "should be". It's easy to do that.  There's no prep work needed, just don't eat that much, and tell yourself how much you suck later when you dip your chip into the cheese sauce.  

The lovelies I follow all work out in different ways, follow different diets and have a different approach to health. But they have one undeniable commonality that I am missing in my life, accountability. Accountability in the forms of daily food, exercise and even mood logs,  for all of the world to see.

It's time to get over it, it's time to blog and log it.

From this point on, I'm done complaining about my body, my big old donk, the fact that I have muscles left from college, and believing that I cannot ever have the body that I want.  I am going to keep a weekly fitness and food log for the world to see... Or at my Mom and Grandma, let's be real here... I'm also taking a stand for my happiness in this process. I'm going to plan a bit more, whine a lot less, and vow not to talk about how much my body sucks to anyone including myself. Here I go...

This Nike Ad makes my heart warm.

Day 1

The morning did not start off with my renewed sense of commitment to my health and more importantly my happiness, so please excuse today's recap:

Grub
Breakfast - Coffee with 1 tablespoon of Coconut Creamer
Lunch - Spinach salad - 2 cups of spinach, 1 roma tomatoe, 1/4 cup of aduki beans, 1 tsp of peanuts, olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
Snack - Handful of mixed nuts
Dinner - Chips full of cheese sauce, salsa, black beans and a glass of sangria (Post Savasana bliss at Baja Betty's guarantees a Baja Belly)
Dessert - 1/2 cup of Pinkberry (I felt so bloated and annoyed with myself I threw
away half of it.)

Sweat
Ran 2.5 miles
Hot Yoga - 1 hour

Rant
Over feeling bad about my body and making it up with boatloads of cheese dip. Tomorrow really is a new day for me...