Not everyone gets excited about sitting down and making a plan. BUT I love this part of my journey. It’s scary to think that I used to not know what I was having for a meal until it was dinner time or until I felt hungry. Using a very simple meal plan template, like the one I found in Excel, pictured here:
I woke up yesterday morning expecting to get on the scale and either go up (a bit) or little to no change. This wasn’t because of some misguided, “I expect to see something disappointing, but hope that I don’t” kind of feeling. This was based on a mid-week scale check (I know, it’s an addiction) and a silent run-down of my week. Was I ever surprised.
There are so many studies, websites, books and probably Twitter posts about not weighing yourself everyday. But do I listen? Nope. So each morning I would wake up and weigh myself. Some mornings I would be thrilled, others I would feel defeated, either way it would set the tone for the entire day. So I have called a truce with my scale and I feel liberated.
I’m back! Well, I wasn’t really gone, but I haven’t been “here”. I’ve been busy making salads, trying out new things and generally enjoying the summer. I made an entirely new salad yesterday and it was pretty good (see my suggestions to improve). I tried it with my family last night at dinner (without meat) and I’ve got it in my lunch for today. Do you like grilled vegetables? I do and I figured I could turn that love into a salad and here’s how:
In the about me section I don’t tell the whole story, it’s a bit like dating, you only reveal a bit at a time, until your sure you’ll be accepted. My close friends know of course and it’s not a real secret just not first date worthy. Be warned, the first part of the post is medical but I do provide a great breakfast recipe at the end.
Repost: February 1, 2016
I do love the convenience and the of course, the deliciousness of the mason jar salads. But my journey to eating better doesn’t stop there. A friend of mine at work, an inspiration to physical fitness, asked me what I had had for breakfast one day. Well, on that particular day, I had forgotten my oatmeal on the counter at home, so other than a tea, no breakfast. She looked at me in complete shock. What? No breakfast? Plus, the one you were going to eat had no protein. You can’t do that. She then cut our meeting short and suggested (strongly) that I go get something to eat. So I did. But in doing so, I realized the options at our cafeteria held little to no interest, and next to no healthy options. Continue reading “Not just mason jar salads”