Eat Lift Sleep

20140130-124805.jpg

Eat right! Eat right! Eat right!

I wasted so many years working out and eating whatever I wanted wondering why I couldn’t kick those last 10lbs. I thought because I ran 4 miles a day that I could eat anything I wanted. Wasn’t this why people did things like “run” anyways?
I honestly thought “dieting” was something prissy girls did to be skinny.

But when I was diagnosed, eating right stopped being an option. I was either going to eat right or continue down a long and excoriating lay painful road.

You don’t wanna loose weight? Eat right anyway! For 30 days and see how it changes you. It will change you. In the last year since I started eating better I have gone through different phases and levels of clean eating and all each has shown different levels of improvements in my over all quality if life.

Lecture over. Stop reading and go grab some veggies and a glass of water already!

Advertisements

To prove them wrong

20140120-122644.jpg

I saw this great pic on Pinterest this morning that said “reasons to be fit: to prove that my genes don’t dictate my body, I do” and I melted.

This is why I work so hard. More often than not, my pride gets the best of me. But at some point after I was diagnosed it started paying off. I was so angry about how “unfair” it was. Angry about what my future could look like and most of all angry about how much time I had already spent in pain and in the dark. I refused to let my disease dictate my life anymore! Fuck my disease, my genes, fuck this raw deal! I’m gunna be healthy, whatever way I can.

Every fit woman you see has a story, a fire under the belt, a deafening voice they couldn’t avoid anymore. This was mine.

Carne Asada Taco Bowls

It’s finally here!!! NFC Championship game day!! 12th man is loud and proud up in this apartment today and, like any good Hawk, game day food and drink has been heavy on my mind all weekend. But do I celebrate properly and stay in good standing with my gut? Below was my final decision.

The Harmon Tap Room in Tacoma serves an amazing carne asada taco that I ordered more often then not back in my gluten filled days. In a moment of severe craving desperation I concocted a similar product using popular items in my fridge. The final product, a carne asada steak taco bowl with lemon aioli dressing! YUM YUM YUM! Tonight I served it up with sweet potato fries and chipotle dipping aiolo (will post later) for a perfect game day meal!

What you’ll need:

2 1 inch thick slices of steak ( I prefer flank steak)

1 tablespoon minched garlic

1 tablespoon olive oil

2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce

I cup/ 1 can corn

1 can black beans

4 cups shredded spinach

1 cup pico de gallo

Lemon Aioli:

1/2 cup mayo (I prefer Soy Free Veganaise)

2 tsp minced garlic

1 tsp fresh grated lemon

the juice from a small fresh lemon

a pinch of salt

First step is to set a medium sized pan on medium high. Next cut up the steak into tiny pieces. (The smaller the better in my opinion but really the size is up to you)  Set these aside. If you are using frozen corn with this recipe I suggest you take it out and microwave in a bowl with water for 2 minutes to defrost, drain then set aside. When the pan is heated, Add olive oil and minced garlic followed by the cubes of steak. Cook for about 30 seconds then add Worcestershire sauce. Continue to cook steak for another minutes. Steak pieces should be medium. Drain then set aside. Put the pan back on the oven and add corn and black beans to warm. After a minute add the steak back to the pan and continue to cook for 3 minutes. During this time I suggest slicing up the spinach. Cut into thin slices so it resembles shredded lettuce.  Turn off the stove and set steak mixture aside.

In a small bowl combine all ingredients for lemon aioli and stir (soooooo easy). If you are preparing homemade pico de gallo you can pix that up now.

In a bowl, put spinach on the bottom followed by steak mixture and top with pico de gallo and 1-2 tablespoons lemon aioli and serve!

18 Days Down…..

Today marks day 18 on my 90 day road with P90x3. 18 days!!! My how time has flown.

I am so grateful for meeting Laurel. This challenge group has inspired me to set new goals! January has been an extremely difficult month for me personally and having this group has kept me sane. There’s something about doing something good for yourself and having the encouragement of others while you do it that shifts the pain of it all. I haven’t felt as alone my struggle to find sanity. lol

So where am I so far? Exactly where I want to be. Seeing amazing results and feeling great. Now, there are days when I fight myself to work out. (omg, Thursday I would have rather jabbed a pencil into my eye than do Agility X) But I do them, 30 MINUTES!!! I have no excuse. I continue to give it all I have and I cant wait to see what’s down the road.

 

The Doctor Said “No Gluten”

Alright. Truth time. There is not a single person on this planet that is comforted by the idea of tossing aside gluten.

Yes, that’s right. I said gluten. The modern day, health freaks Voldemort.  Now I’m not saying there aren’t people who believe that their gluten free lifestyle doesn’t make them happy. I am sure that they reap the benefits.

I am feeling very unsatisfied : ( (by my lack of gluten, don’t worry)

Lets byapass the fact that I have been mostly gluten free since late May. I still allowed myself the necessities, organic corn tortilla chips, the very occasional slices of bread before dinner and most importantly, beer!!!

I miss beer!

Rant, over.

On Worrying

Excuse me while I rant for a minute (lets be real. the entire post is a rant, masquerading as contemplation). Its 4:30am on a very very important Saturday morning. Important for me? Not so much. More of an exterior importance. Those things that you hold dear to our heart. The little importance’s that stop us from going crazy. Unless of course your up at 4:30 worrying about how important it is that you be asleep. Its enought to make a woman mad! But I digress….

1) The Seahawks play today. One a SATURDAY! AGAINTS THE SAINTS! and its a mighty big game. One I don’t wish to be falling asleep in my chicken wings during. ( this  is minor worry. that thought in your head when you wake from a bad dream, telling you “you only have 90 minutes until you alarm goes  off”)

2) My baby sister leaves for Encounter this morning! And even more important she has requested that I be the one to take here there : ) Hence the even greater frustration with the 3:30am wake up. (I can hear the minutes left in what was once my possible rem cycle taunting me)

So now I am wide awake, after already an hour trying to fall back asleep. Why wont my mind shut off?! You cannot tell me the 5 hours of sleep was sufficient, not while I have a head ache and am yawning like a mad man. The common school of thought is this insomniatic behavior stems from some sort of inner struggle. Fuck modern medical thought….Lets consult Joan….

Joan Didion writes:
“I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends.”

Words that I cannot ever seem to get out of my head. Is this what’s happening here? Have I neglected some necessary part of my past in all this change recently? I find this theory as an answer to tonight’s problem disconcerting considering I am the text book definition of over analytical. Or at least I used to be? Am still sometimes? I don’t know, let me analyze it a little (humpf). And yet Joan’s words kept popping into my head  as I lay there in silence listening to the clock tick. Have I abandoned my old self while establishing a new one? What part did I throw overboard and conveniently decide to erase from my memory?

Is it the past that’s keeping me awake? Or the present?

“Who is going to make amends?”

Did my worry cause me to wake at 3:30? or am I thinking about worry because I woke up at 3:30? Why is this even something I am thinking about at now 5:30 am? WHY AM I AWAKE RIGHT NOW!!!! I am so tired!

And now I leave to pick up Madison. It’s gunna be quite a day.

Challenge Group

Challance Group

Today was day 8 of the P90X3 challenge. As far as I can tell I am still alive….  I’m not gunna lie, there were a couple of days when I couldn’t feel my ass but these girls help out a lot.

I have a hundred partial reasons but some days I don’t know how I ended up in this program. Im happy I am here but I have to wonder:

What makes someone move out of their comfort zone on purpose?

Week 1: Crushed it!. Week 2: Bring it on!!!

Oh, this blank slate

To say that I am inept when it comes to technology is an understatement. If it weren’t for my overwhelming desire to write, I would never embark on this journey for the daunting fear of simply designing a blog spot!! Nonetheless here we go!

My blog essentially looks like a word document. (no joke. its white white white) but I have faith it will come along in time. Until then, bare with me.