Tuesday, September 28, 2010
When I was in high school, I wanted to be "skinny" like the other girls. I have long since changed my mind about that. I was in Bodypump the other day, and there was this new girl. She had what a lot of girls would think is the perfect body. Slim, genetically blessed flat stomach, legs without a spot of cellulite. But when we started the workout, I couldn't help but notice she was really struggling to keep up. I'm not saying that's bad, in fact, it's awesome that she was there! But it made me think, how many women want a body like that, and don't give a second thought to fitness capabilities? How many give no thought to strength, bone density, organ fat, clogged arteries or any other health concern? How many women wish for a body that is merely pretty on the outside? That's called extrinsic motivation, and that ain't gonna cut it.
As I looked around the room, I tried to decide which body I would choose if I had to pick another. The one I admired most was a decidedly muscular woman with a big round butt, wide curvy hips, and an ample set of boobs. Her bar had the heaviest weights in the room, and she could obviously do squats until the apocalypse. She looked like Xena in a Nike tank.
Make the inside beautiful, and the outside will willingly follow.
Monday, September 27, 2010
I have a problem with treats that my BFF and I call the "portables". The kind you can just grab and eat, such as cookies, cupcakes, and candy. Well, not candy... I don't love candy for the most part. Except peanut butter cups. OMG peanut butter cups, right?!
Problem treat: Cookies. I previously posted a blog about how much I love cookies. I can DESTROY a whole batch of cookies by myself. I have no control, no willpower, no right state of mind when it comes to cookies. They are my worst problem food. As a result, I do not usually keep them around. I bought a six-pack of cranberry chocolate chip cookies at the farmers market last week and tried to trick myself into thinking I'd only eat one a day for six days. Instead I ate one an hour for six hours.
Solution treat: Ice cream. I can eat one serving of ice cream once a day and be done with it. It's because it's not portable. I have to get the carton out, scoop it into a bowl, use a spoon, wash the dishes... what a bunch of trouble!!! I got some Edy's Yogurt Blends chocolate chunk brownie somethingorother yesterday at the store. After dinner, I scooped some into a ramekin used a small spoon, took small bites, and thoroughly enjoyed it. And then I was done.
Problem treat: Cupcakes. Oh man. Cupcakes. I loooove cupcakes. It's because I love cake, see, and cupcakes are easier to eat! Again, it's the grab and go thing. I can grab a cupcake, eat it, and grab another, and another, and another... it's terrible. The most trouble I have to deal with is the paper cupcake cup. So worth it.
Solution treat: Cake. When I make a whole cake and want some, I have to slice a piece, put it on a plate, get a fork, and wash the dish. I am very lazy. I'm that jackass you hate who parks as close as possible to the gym. So when I have a piece of cake, I make it count.
Problem treat: Fudge. It's not ONLY grab and go, it's BITE-SIZED! Grab and bite, grab and bite, grab and bite. See the problem here? When you're a piggy like me, fudge is downright dangerous.
Solution treat: Frozen fudge. ... ... ...Nah, I'm just messin' with ya. Seriously, how many of you guys fool yourselves with the "I'll just freeze the rest" delusion like I do? Frozen fudge is EVEN MORE AMAZING than regular fudge! Last Christmas I told myself I'd freeze the leftover fudge I had from making gift fudge. Puh-leez. I cleaned out that freezer in about two days and ten pounds.
What treats do you keep around? Which treats are a very, very bad idea to keep around?
Sunday, September 26, 2010
It goes by many names.
Chicken taco soup. Mexican chili. Chicken tortilla soup.
Whatever you choose to call it, it's delicious and it's what's for dinner.
It's hearty and pretty healthy. A little high in sodium for a home-cooked meal, but you can ease it down a bit with some effort.
Also, it's just too easy. If you own a can opener, you can make this meal.
Just put some chicken breasts, a packet of taco seasoning, a can of chicken broth, a can of tomato sauce, two or three cans of beans of your choice (I love dark kidney beans and black beans), a can of corn, a can of diced tomatoes, and two little cans of chopped green chiles in the crockpot and cook that baby up. With about an hour left to cook, remove the chicken boobs and shred them, then put them back in and finish cooking.
The original recipe calls for diced onion, but I hate onions so I leave them out.
You can put a dollop of sour cream and some shredded cheese on top, along with crushed tortilla chips. It's delicious just as it is too. If you live alone and don't mind eating the same thing for 5 days, I used to put a smaller serving on top of whole-wheat pasta to stretch the servings out.
If you leave the chicken broth out, it turns into a thick concoction that would be a great taco filling.
Don't forget the corn muffins.
Man, I banged out the cardio this weekend. Not sure where I got the Energizer Bunny shot, but I shattered some previous records and bypassed new goals like it was nothing. Unfortunately, I'm sort of paying a price. My knees hurt. This is not good. I'm only 24 and never had sore knees before. I kind of live in fear of bad knees, because my BFF has bad knees and it really limits her. So I'm thinking maybe Bodypump tomorrow and off Tuesday. Give my knees some time to relax.
Now I'm tired, letting the crockpot do the cooking, and doing crossword puzzles.
*****EDIT: I'm sorry everyone, but I don't have the nutritional info because I don't count calories :-( If there's anything I can clarify for you regarding instructions or amounts, just let me know and I'll do my best!*****
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Boy, those cinnamon muffins I posted on Wednesday sure were popular! I was surprised to see so many comments. Thanks guys! They were awfully popular around here too-Matt took FOUR to work the following day.
I wasn't actually planning on eating any, because I usually find cinnamon treats to be just okay. But they smelled so amazing, I couldn't stand not knowing. So I tried one and HOLY COW. Oh my god. These muffins are life-changing!
All things considered, I didn't do badly. Even though they are THE most delicious muffin I've ever tasted... they do not contain chocolate. Therefore, they do not seductively call my name. Odd, isn't it? I tried that one, and then I had another one this morning because I made them warm and fresh as a special weekend treat for Matt.
I'm not going to post the recipe because I don't want to catch any flak for posting a recipe that's so unhealthy, but if you want it, just send me a Sparkmail and I'd be happy to hook you up. They're perfect for a family brunch, or to take as a gift when you meet your boyfriend's parents, or maybe a special Friday treat for your office. They're super-easy too. I bet you anything you already have all the ingredients.
Well, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the gym to balance out that muffin this morning. Oh, and the Five Guys burger and fries I ate last night. *blush*
Thursday, September 23, 2010
To say that my mother and I are different would be a vast understatement.
The only thing we really have in common is our love for animals. Everything else... well...
She's a very negative person and the queen of "I can't". She has a very traditional view of women. She's overly concerned with what other people are doing and saying.
I am pretty much the opposite of all these things.
I usually explain it by saying, "Everything I think is important, my mother thinks is stupid. Everything she thinks is important, I think is stupid."
But since this is a food and fitness site, I'll stick to that aspect.
I won't say my mother didn't support my actual weight loss, but she sure as hell didn't support my new habits. She refused to cook healthier food and got very angry when I would eat only one hamburger or hot dog. She complained constantly about me "wasting" my time exercising. I'm not entirely sure what she thought would be a better use of my time, but I routinely got yelled at for working out.
Things slowly got turned around.
It started with the day one of her dogs got off his leash and starting heading toward the highway. I was inside and I heard her screaming, so I ran out to see what the fuss was about. I saw Socks heading up towards the road and I took off. Back then, I'd been running quite a bit, and I chased after that dog for a good distance. And I CAUGHT him. And I carried him home. Uphill. (He's no chihuahua either).
I can honestly say my mother never said another word about me running.
Another cool thing is that she sticks up for me when older individuals chalk up my weight loss and fitness level to "being young". I posted a blog a few weeks ago about how much I HATE HATE HATE that. She's the first one to tell them that I work out hard, and eat right, and that youth has nothing to do with my health. That means the world to me, because if my own mother undermined the work she SAW me put into my health, I'd hit the ceiling.
It's tough sometimes though, because she doesn't really care about my workouts. Usually I will tell her, "I went to the gym and I set a new record for this or that" or "I had this great workout and I feel so amazing" and she just goes, "Uh huh" and changes the subject. She doesn't think exercise is important. In fact, she has tried on numerous occasions to tell me it's UNhealthy. She used to complain constantly about me lifting weights because she said it would make me infertile. (!?!?!)
Only in the past few weeks though, I have noticed a change. Last night she asked me if I had a good workout. I about fell off my chair. And today, just a few minutes ago, she asked me if I was going to the gym today. I don't know what's brought about this change, but it's cool. I hope it keeps up this way.
I have to admit, my mother asking me if I was going to the gym today, really makes me WANT to go to the gym.
It's kind of monumental.
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