Running

I wanna talk about running, but I don’t really know what to say.   I run.  I like it.  The solitude.  The freedom.  The movement. The sense of accomplishment.  The adrenaline that produces a sense of euphoria–like everything is right with the world.  It’s my alone time–my time to think, pray, or just clear my head.

I’m not fast, but I don’t care.  I have run in a few 5K races, but just to stay motivated.  I have no intention of ever winning–although if I could find a race of  mostly sedentary senior citizens, I might be able to best them. ;-)

One 20 minute run burns approximately the same amount of calories as a serving of Twizzlers.  (Unfortunately,  I never eat just one “serving” of Twizzlers–one “bag” maybe…)

Here’s what I imagine I look like when I run~~

This is probably closer to the why I really look–haha!  jk. I don’t look like Homer Simpson.  At least I hope not.

If I’m being completely honest, I don’t always love it.  Sometimes it’s hard and I have to force myself to start…or keep going.  It’s a mental game.   “to the end of the block”…”five more minutes”….”I said I was running 3 miles, so I HAVE to run 3 miles”…etc.  But I have seen the rewards–the weight loss, the muscle tone, the increased energy, so I KNOW it is worth it.  I KNOW it without a doubt in my mind, so I push forward.  I will never quit.  Never!

Sweet bondage

I was re reading some of my earlier posts about being “free” from the need for sweets and junk food.   Wow, that seems like a lifetime ago.   I regret to inform the concerned public, that I’m back in bondage. sort of.

I decided to take advantage of Lent season and “give up” something.  It’s not the same as a fast, is it?  I don’t know. Maybe if the outcome is the same.  Lent is a time to prepare your heart for Easter with reflection, repentance, and prayer.  The focus is not on depriving yourself of something ,though, as much as it is on devoting yourself to God and his purposes.

So, I’m giving up 2 things–seems like the same 2 things I always have to “give up” when I’m needing a spiritual boost…my 2 biggest vices.  Watching tv/movies on my mobile device, and sweets.

The first 3 days were torturous.  As I look back, though, things had gotten WAAAAY out of hand.   Candy, cupcakes, milkshakes…with reckless abandon.   I have no self control apparently.  No self moderation.  I’m disgusting.  And as for the other vice, let’s just say that any “spare” time, was filled.

Now I’m on day 11.  and I’ve cheated…not on the watching, but on the eating.   I think self-control is a myth.  What’s better?  oooooo, it feels like I know the answer to this question, but have, somehow, forgotten it.  What works better than self control?  Is there a better alternative? Is it the “self” or the “control” that needs to change?

As with all of the other times, I hope this temporary deprivation creates a habit–a new reality where I embrace moderation in everything— except my time with God.   Because I need God in large doses–His power, His wisdom, His peace.  Without Him I am a total wreck.   May I be a slave to Christ only.

Putting a face with a name

My friend and cousin (cousin/friend?) has a blog with a weekly post of snapshots of her kids, pets, etc. It’s nice to have a visual picture-especially for a person who is a visual learner like me. And…I just like pictures.

So, at the risk of becoming an over sharer (and a bit narcissistic), I’m gonna share pics today. Watch out though, it may be pretty random.

Today is my day off, but I got up early anyway. Nothing keeps me from the gym…not even a really bad hair day–and a vicious gray streak down the middle of my head. OH my….I can NOT believe I’m posting that picture, but I did leave the house like that, so I guess the whole www isn’t a big stretch.

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Here’s a close up of my phone case. It’s so pretty.

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Then when I got home I broke up a fight. Hutch and Sammie (Hutch currently has the upper hand in this shot) “play” like this ALL DAY. It’s enough to drive a person batty.

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I took this kid to school because he’s currently grounded from his car.   That’s ok, though, I’m thankful for the extra time with him.  And he doesn’t look too upset about being grounded, does he?   Geez, I love that boy a lot.

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I took my now homeschooled girl to the zoo so she could take some pictures.  We’ll call that photography class.  I only took one really bad picture of a giraffe and the rest of the pictures I took were of trees.  and Cameron.  and 2 dead animals–they were “food” in enclosures.  gross.  But anyway, I LOVE trees.

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Here she is trying desperately to get the wolves to cooperate for their close up. Wolves are her favorite animals. She’s using the new telephoto lens she bought with her Christmas money.  I LOVE this girl.

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We went to the zoo with Cameron’s friend, Abbey and her mom and brother.  They have been friends since they were 4.  I love these girls.  and Abbey just happens to be one of the girls that I mentor.  She’s just precious.

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So, that’s it.  For today anyway.  I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.

Cheerios and random push ups

I’m running out of things to talk about since my beginning of the year food-themed blogging started. (As is evidenced by the previous whiny post about going to the  grocery store!) So I’m left with a couple of options….

1. Stop talking
2. Talk about something else
3. Talk about boring food related stuff

I’m not sure which way to go with this. Until I decide, I’ll just keeping blogging…hoping something interesting will come up.

Today…odd, random things. Firstly, my new favorite breakfast is plain Cheerios with almonds. Nothing too odd about that except maybe the way I eat it. Scoop a spoonful of Cheerios and milk and add 1 roasted, salted almond to the spoon before it goes in. I suppose I could just dump a handful of almonds into the cereal, but then I would risk getting no almonds or too many almonds in each bite. No, my way is better. It takes longer, sure, but you can’t argue with the pure perfection of it all.

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On a completely different note, I hate cold weather and I hate being cold. I also hate artificially heated air. The sun, it is my dear friend. Sometimes when I’m cold I drop to the floor and do pushups. Usually at home, but I have done it at work before..no, not in front of people for goodness sake! 10 or so is usually enough to warm me up. Sometimes It takes 2 sets of 10, though.  But it feels odd…sudden bursts of exercise at random times in regular (not gym) clothes.

So, that’s it for today.   and may you be blessed for taking the time to read.  May God return to you the five minutes you spent taking in the mundane moments of my life.  I feel like I should apologize.

The grocery store, aka Time to Fail

**Warning: This post contains lots of whining and self pity.  I really should NOT blog when I feel discouraged.  You never know what you are gonna say.  Can you relate, cuz?

I mostly hate going to the grocery store.  Not because I don’t like food, but because I shop for a family of four who have different tastes and opinions about every thing.   It seems impossible to make everyone happy at the same time.  Me…I’m the easiest to make happy.  I know exactly what I want.  Maybe I would have made a better single.

And just forget about staying on a budget.   Mostly I have to choose between having food in the house, or staying on a budget.  I always choose food.  It’s the easier choice, but probably not the wisest.

Even though I make a shopping list (I refuse to go without SOMETHING written down), I still can’t manage to cover all of the necessary food bases.  For example, I nail it in the “what’s for lunch” department, but fail royally in the breakfast category.   Or we have the makings  for one splendid dinner, but nothing else for the rest of the week.  Or, I make 1 or 2 family members happy, and the others have nothing they like.  Waa Waa, go buy your own groceries.

I know, I know, it’s probably all my fault for ever giving the kids options—I should have made them eat what’s in front of them or nothing.   However, that would NOT have worked with my incredibly picky husband’s limited palate–that one can’t be blamed on me.   And, not to brag, but I have an increasingly sophisticated palate.  **I’m laughing at myself here** I buy things like pesto, hummus, red bell peppers, and butternut squash…not to share with my family (because they don’t like any of that) but because I like it.  Me.  just me.   only me. Me. Me. Me.  How ridiculous do I sound right now?!

So for now, I take my headphones, hit shuffle on my Switchfoot playlist and throw things in the basket—hoping I come home with something edible for everyone.

Joy. off I go now.  Wish me luck.  and lunch.  and dinner.  and breakfast.

DichotoME

I have 2 food obsessions. Blueberries and Twizzlers. I’m really a study in dichotomy. Blueberries are a super food. I could eat them every day. EVERY. DAY. Since they are kinda pricey right now–even the frozen is expensive since it’s not blueberry season–I don’t eat as much as I would like. Funny thing is, I didn’t really even like them until last summer-ish. Now I can’t get enough. Even my lock screen is a picture of blueberries. I like pretty food.

and then, on the opposite end of the spectrum, there are my Twizzlers. Or as i like to call them, “the reason I have belly fat”.  They are best when you first open the package…fresh, soft. Best eaten 2 at a time, or one folded in half works too. *sigh* Would we call that a guilty pleasure? Yes, I believe we would, because as Eat This, Not That has so rudely pointed out, they are just ropes of high fructose corn syrup. Whatevs.  Here’s a second photo of me…eating Twizzlers.  Calm down.

Clean Soup

One of the things I’ve experimented with recently is making soup.   I love soup in the winter when it’s cold outside.  During the Daniel Fast in January, I wanted soup, but all of the canned soups have sugar and other things in them that I couldn’t have, so I had to make my own.   Tomato was my first try and oh my goodness it was yummy!  Chopped onion, garlic, vegetable broth and tomatoes….pureed in the blender to make a nice smooth soup—it was “souper” easy! haha, I’m punny.  Even my oldest declared it was much better than the canned variety–who knew!?  I’ve made it a couple of times since the I ended the fast—just cuz I wanted it.

I also made a Corn and Potato Chowder–what’s a chowder?  I still don’t know.   Basically another blender soup—make it, puree’ it, eat it.  It was pretty good, too.

Below is a picture of the Butternut Squash Soup I made this week.  I roasted the ugly squash thing in the oven, mashed it, then put it in a pot with sauteed onion and garlic, chicken stock and poultry seasoning.   and the again with the blender.   (Between the soup and the smoothies, I think I’ve used my blender more in the last 2 months than in the past 2 years!)  It was delicious–a little sweet even.  and pretty.  I love pretty food.

So, bye bye canned soup.   This is the new way of soup for me.

And in the interest of full disclosure, I wrote this blog post while munching mindlessly on Cheez-Its.  Definitely not a “clean” food.   I’m a work in progress.

Clean Cheese

What does it mean to “eat clean”? I think to me it just means to eat less chemicals, additives, preservatives, etc.

Take cheese for example. If you buy the pre-shredded kind and look at the ingredient list, you’ll see more than just cheese (or “cultured pasteurized milk”) you also see color additives, potato starch and powdered cellulose (to prevent caking) and Natamycin (mold inhibitor). What is powdered cellulose? What is Natamycin? What is potato starch and do I want it on my cheese? Honestly, I don’t know. Are these things BAD? again, honestly, I really don’t know! But, they are not cheese, and I bought CHEESE.

So now I buy the blocks of cheese. The pro’s? It’s cheaper, tastes better, and it’s healthier. The con’s? Grating can be a messy process, it’s a lot more trouble–you have to really want the cheese, and it molds faster than the pre-grated kind (I guess because it doesn’t have the Natamycin 0_O). But I will persevere…and look for a better cheese grater.

Maybe someday, I’ll buy a cow and make my own cheese. Wouldn’t that be awesome?! No?! Ok, yeah, it wouldn’t.

Boxes of Lies

Oh, I know…prepared foods are soooo much more convenient and they have their time and their place, but in my attempts to eat “clean”, I’ve been reading a LOT of labels. and a lot of labels reveal a LOT of stuff I don’t want to consume.  Have I  mentioned the hidden trans fats everywhere!?  Bad, bad, bad.  Anyway, prepared foods–boxed mixes,  bagged snacks, are finding their way out of my pantry. This is much to the dismay of my oldest who sees that as “we never have anything to eat in this house”.  He doesn’t like to put much effort into anything, especially eating.

The lie of “low-fat”….if you are watching what you eat–trying to lose weight–don’t you always think, “I should get the “low-fat” version–it’s better”?  I used to.   Well, no more.   I never even stopped to wonder how they make it lower fat.  Sure, most of the fat is removed (fat isn’t as evil as we make it out to be either) but in order for the food to still be palatable, the fat is replaced with fillers–mostly carbohydrate based, so you really aren’t doing yourself any favors.  And more importantly, the “low-fat” diet is/was a lie/scientific bumble that I grew up on!  The market, in an effort to “Help” the general public be healthier (I’m sure!) then began spitting out  truck loads of low-fat versions of everything imaginable!  Gee thanks, Nabisco.  and Kraft.  and Hostess.  You really care about me that much??  ha!  Ironically, when the low-fat craze became accepted as truth (around the 1980′s) is when the rate of obesity grew to an epidemic.  Here’s a link to an article if you want more insight.

I’ll get down off my soapbox now.

Wait…did you know that the use of the word “natural” isn’t regulated by the FDA?  Any marketing dude can slap that word on a box and we (myself included) fall for it!  ”Oh, I want that brand, because it’s better…it’s “natural”!”

Ok, I’m done.

LIES!

Ok, now I’m done.

Bulking up the Oatmeal

I love oatmeal.   I’ve even learned to love it without the brown sugar. That was a rough process, but banana slices or some blueberries have replaced the sweetener in my bowl.   Over time I’ve also added flaxseed meal to the mix for even more flavor (and fiber!).  My latest addition is quinoa–another grain that adds another 4 grams of protein to my morning bowl.

Cari’s Oatmeal

1/4 cup oats

2 Tblsp flaxseed meal

1/2 cup water

1/4 cup frozen blueberries (fresh are better when in season, but then add them after you cook it)

1/2 cooked quinoa–I’d like to figure out if I can put it in without cooking it first…I’ll try that soon

splash of milk (or water when I’m fasting)

Put the oats, flax, water and frozen blueberries in a microwave safe bowl and cook on high for 2 minutes.  It will look like this. Appetizing, huh?

Stir in previously cooked quinoa.

Add milk and a sliced banana if you want.

Total Calories for this amazing bowl of goodness? 356! Which is a good breakfast number, btw.  Sugar free can taste delicious!

Total fat 8g

Sodium 8g

Total carbs 69g

fiber 13g

protein 11g

Iron 24%

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