Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Once Again...

...the week is totally getting away from me with overtime and absolutely ZERO inspiration for some reason lately <sad face>.  But here's a tasty recipe for salmon (or so Rik says! I don't eat fish) that I came up with on Sunday.  And it will take you about about 20 minutes start to finish with no dishes to wash when you're done!

Honey Citrus-Glazed Salmon 

2 salmon steaks each about 5-6 oz 
The juice of half a lemon
1 tsp. honey
  • Rinse your salmon steaks well.  
  • Preheat your oven to 350 degrees
  • Juice your lemon and add the honey.  Put this in the microwave for about 15 seconds just until the honey melts enough to incorporate into the lemon juice.  
  • Take 2 pieces of aluminum foil and place them on the counter top and set a salmon steak onto the middle of each.  
  • Stir the lemon and honey mixture well and divide evenly over the two steaks.  
  • Fold the tinfoil edges over the salmon steaks to create a little air-tight packet and carefully place them in a glass baking dish or on a cookie sheet.  
  • Pop this into the oven and bake for about 12-15 minutes or until the salmon flakes easily.  
This would be great served with a side of fresh steamed asparagus or a bowl of salad for a light dinner.  I actually cooked them on Sunday and had them ready for Rik to pack in his lunch this week for extra protein and a nice change from the chicken that he's getting bored with.  

Here are the stats:  

Time spent  20 minutes
Calories      327 per steak
Protein         36 g

Saturday, April 12, 2014

I Had A Thought

Not many...just the one.  I posted this on social media and someone I care about deeply responded that it would be much easier to love their own body if it looked like the one in the meme.

And that's when the thought happened.  Because I too have that complicated relationship with my own body. We tussle between love and hate with relatively little space in between.  I'm 44.  My legs are still as long as they ever were.  But the thighs jiggle more than I remember them jiggling in the past.  My belly isn't as tight as it used to be, and the new scars that I picked up after my last surgery 6 months ago, well, those are still something that the rest of me still sees as Foreigners.  I can't quite look them in the eye yet.  And let's not forget The Girls who just aren't as perky as they were 20 years ago.

"This body"....  THIS body.  Usually said with scorn more heavily-laden as we age...

Yes.  THIS body.  THIS body that surprised me at the age of 20 by letting me know it was going to give me a son who would make it his life's work to help people reach their potential and learn to love their own bodies.  THIS body that saw me through a bad relationship and into the one that would give me a second son whose plan is to (and whom I believe will!!) conquer the world.

THIS body who worked tirelessly to run a business and raise 2 kids alone. THIS body who crossed a street one winter night and used itself to protect the ME that it houses when a car came out of nowhere.

THIS body that was unwilling to stay broken.

THIS body.  This body who saw me through times that were so hard, some New Years Eve's were spent with the wish that this year might just be a little better than the year before.  Nothing huge:  just a little bit easier than the year before...please...

THIS body who I counted on to run when I needed to run.  To keep me going when I really just needed to sleep.  To stand me tall when what I wanted most was to crumple.  THIS body who took the beatings life handed out sometimes over, and over, and over again, but still kept going, reliable and fierce.

THIS body.

THIS body is the one I have earned.  THIS body is the the map of my life.  THIS body, the one I inhabit  today with its scars, it's marks, it's flaws...This body has been with me from Day One.  It's been with me through everything.  THIS body is the shape of the woman I am today.  And as much as I want to see it as something separate from ME, the precious package it holds safe inside, we're the same entity.  And as I've grown and changed, my body is doing that with me.  Right now our focus is on being healthy.  But our focus in the past has been on everything from perfect happiness to survival.  We did it together.

Just as the ME that is inside it has grown and changed, together we're changing the outside.  And THIS body will continue to reflect the changes going on on the inside as it becomes stronger alongside, keeping pace.

But THIS BODY.  I owe this body everything.  <3

Monday, April 07, 2014

One Of Those Weeks

So last week was one of those weeks...if it wasn't overtime, it was something else, and I didn't cook a single dinner last week.  I'm hoping this week is better!  

Here are this weeks' receipts.  I spent a total of 131.22 on food products for the week.  Yah... we were out of a lot of stuff!  

This week at some point we'll plan for White Beans with Rosemary and Caramelized Onion (recipe here), grilled chicken with rice and steamed asparagus that has been my lunch staple for the last few weeks that I want Rik to try because it's super easy for his lunch, and the Turkey Tacos we're having for dinner tonight (recipe here), this time on Napa cabbage leaves instead of the gross tortillas we tried last time (or the absolutely delicious ones from the Mexican bakery down the road that I don't buy because I'll eat them all!).

Here's what it bought:  

This week, we're both tweaking our intake.  Rik is going for more complex carbs as he's still trying to work out the kinks in his new workout plan.  I'm adding more protein, hence the tofu and egg whites.  I did our usual weekend baking, but a shortened version spread out over both days.  Just didn't have the energy this week that I usually have.  

I know that I've talked to many of you as you've struggled through rough spots in your own weight loss and fitness journeys.  I maaaaayyyy be going through one of those myself at the moment.  I'd been working out every day until about 10 days ago when I was exercising and lost all of the feeling in my left leg.  As in, it was completely just gone.   I know I have a few herniated discs from my accident and figured I'd aggravated something.  But after about a week of this coming and going along with other rather alarming symptoms, I decided it was time to see the doc.  He said steroids for 10 days, and then "we'll talk" about surgery. Tomorrow is day 10 and I'm nowhere near ready to have any such talk!  But the fact is, I'm not getting much better.  So we'll see what the spine surgeon says next week.  The hardest part has been not being able to work out and that feeling like all that good progress that I was making is slowly slipping away.  Yes, I realize that's not really how it works.  But still.  I'm a little nuts.  What can I say? :)

I ONLY write this because, from the outside, it can look like this whole working out and being healthy "thing" is easy.  Sure, we've got some things down to a science.  But we struggle too sometimes.  Like everything usually is, this is a temporary setback.  Either I'll end up requiring surgery after which I'll recover and start over again, or I'll be told I can push through the hurt and continue to get stronger now.  Sure, I have my preference as to which outcome that will be!  Frankly, I'd be happy never to have another surgery for the rest of my life.  But it is what it is and we'll get through it like we do everything.  But I want to be honest with you all too: Sometimes it's just plain hard.  :)

In the meantime, since Rik is going for more complex carbs mainly vegetables, I focused more on packing him easy to grab portions. I made him Ziploc bags full of sliced raw veggies along with 1/4 cup portions of low sodium French Onion dip made with Greek yogurt instead of sour cream, put in single small bowls for him to pack in his lunch.

And of course all the grilled meat, then measured out into 6 oz portions and bagged so he knows what to track for his intake.  :)

So, here's to hoping this week brings more meals spent at home and less at restaurants.  To more time moving and less time on the couch.  And to more positive mind space than negative.  Because, ya know, sometimes we all just have one of those weeks.

Talk to ya soon!