Thursday, March 07, 2013
We had our first cooking class in the Nutrition Class at work. It was a lot of fun!
We got a brief lecture and demonstration from three Food Science students and then they turned us loose in the kitchen.
Today's assignment was for each team to cook one dish made from greens (collard, mustard, kale, bok choy) and one grain dish (oatmeal, buckwheat, quinoa). My partner and I sauteed bok choy in olive oil with onions, garlic and ginger. We tossed the final dish in a dressing made from tamarind sauce and a little sesame oil. Other teams sauteed collard greens and mustard greens Two teams made salad from kale. We were allowed to be creative with finishing touches like adding chopped almonds, raisins, fruits, etc. The quinoa dishes were cooked with broth, chopped peppers and nuts.
When we were done, we got to sample each dish.
I never, ever used kale or collard greens in the past. This was a great experience. They are easy to cook, and the kale salad was delicious! I had so much fun that I stopped at the store on the way home and bought each type of greens! I'll be improving my pallet of vegetables over the next few days.
Saturday, February 02, 2013
Lesson Learned: I control what I do or do not eat
My elderly mother, who's grossly obese and has congestive heart failure, spends every waking hour watching food shows on TV, looking at recipes online, talking about food, thinking about food, cooking food. She has always been a food "pusher" using guilt and tears to get other people to eat with her.
Last Sunday afternoon, she came over to my house with a container of cookies and cupcakes.
"My doctor says I need to lose wait [note: for the 100th time] and I can't eat these. Here, you can have them."
In other words, if she's fat and unhappy then I should be fat and unhappy too.
The minute she left the house, I took them all and threw them in the garbage.
She can provide the temptation, but only I can buy into it.
Wednesday, January 02, 2013
This New Year's Day, I ran a 10K race at Lake Chabot Regional Park. I ran the 5K last year... a pleasant 3.1 miles over a gently rolling hill trail that hugs the lake. My friends, Pat and Linda, ran the 10K. I was jealous.
So this year, I signed up for the 10K. Pat laughed when I told her. "Good luck! I'll be there to cheer you on, but I'm doing the 5K this year."
This year all my friends did the 5K while I did the 10K. "What's up with that?" I thought.
A month ago, I intended to try out the 10K course. When I got to the fork in the trail, I looked up to the right... the 10K route. Straight up hill at a 60 degree angle.
Daunted, I turned left instead. That got me 13.4 miles of gently rolling hill trail around the WHOLE lake. This is probably one of the few times in running life where a half-marathon is preferrable to a 10K.
New Year's Day, I was tempted to switch from the 10K down to the 5K. But, I thought, "What the heck!" and did the 10K anyway.
It was a good thing that I didn't run the trail last month. I would never have made it through the race. The hill trail is a 600 ft. plus ascent at a 45 to 60 degree rise. Most of the 10K-ers walked up the trail. Only the competitive, hard-core racers actually ran.
The top of the hill had a beautiful view... the lake, the valley where I live. I could even see the hill where my house sits.
Beautiful view. Great life experience. But, I'll be running the 5K (or the half-marathon) next New Year's Day!
Monday, December 24, 2012
I was scheduled to go on an East Bay Regional Parks hike at Garin Park today. The rain was coming down steadily. The weather forecast called for thunderstorms. Winds were blowing up to 40 mph on the ridge-line. The park schedule said "rain or shine," so I showed up for the hike.
The park parking lot was full of hardcore runners in rain gear doing their warm-up stretches. So, I wasn't the only fool out in the elements.
The park naturalist showed up at the appointed time. Despite the rain and wind, she said that she came anyway, knowing that there would be someone as "intrepid" as her willing to hike in the weather.
Intrepid. I like that word. There are many adjectives that I would like to think describe me, but somehow they... or I ... seem to fall short. A lot of those adjectives are wishful thinking (e.g., leader, manager, organizer, etc.) but "Intrepid" (resolute fearlessness, fortitude, and endurance) fits the bill.
Although the hike was cancelled, my intrepidness got me an hour-long personal chat with a naturalist well-versed in local history. She specializes in native Indian recipes and shared her Ohlone Indian acorn soup with me.
Yes, I'm hardcore enough to hike in steady rain and blowing winds. Hell, if I didn't expect to get wet and muddy, I would've stayed home in my jammies.
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