Saturday, August 04, 2012
I was in Walmart the other day, and my husband And I were looking for something cheap to make for dinner, that was also simple. I cook 7 days a week, and by the beginning of a new month, I find it exhausting. So he picks up this huge box of frozen beef patties. It was $20. He wants me to take notice of how many burgers you get. I read the label, and notice it says 75% lean. Ewwww. I told him there was no way I was eating meat that was 25% saturated fat.
And I was walking passed McDonald's on my way home from run club, and the aroma of french fries hit me. It wasn't an aroma anymore. It was a stench. It turned my stomach. First time in 41 years the scent if french fries made me feel ill.
I bought lentils at the supermarket, and made a lentil soup for lunch. I mashed cauliflower with my potatoes. I'm searching for falafel recipes, trying to find zucchini on sale, and craving salads.
If there's one thing I can't make myself like, it's 100% whole wheat bread. Loathe it. I would sacrifice eating lunch if it had to be on whole wheat. The other day, I made this loaf of rosemary bread. I used white organic flour. And half whole wheat. It was gooood. And I found this 100% whole grain bread at Costco that is to die for. I can't get enough of the stuff.
I am doing crunches in bed at night before I go to sleep. I'm working out 5 days a week. I'm lifting small hand weights while I watch the morning news when I wake up in the morning. I can't just sit around like a couch potato...I have too much energy.
I went to the bank yesterday to make a withdrawal. The teller called over a manager. They were both staring at me, which made me a little uncomfortable. Then the manager nods his head. " Sorry, it's just this photo on your ID doesn't look like you", she tells me.
"That's OK. I don't recognize myself either".