I stumbled across both of these little jems yesterday and
they both resonated with me so well that I had to share them. One because it completely cracked me up and is
totally true for unfortunately too much of my life. No I don’t generally think
I am an asshole but I sure can be a crazy bitch when my buttons are
pushed. And of course the other being
that you are enough, just absolutely enough just as you are. This is
perfection.
Last night rest was exactly what I needed. I knew my body was so drained yesterday and
ultimately as a result of rest I feel much better today. Physically, perhaps
not mentally, but there is even a slight mental improvement with the physical
one. I stopped at the grocery store on
my way home for a couple items where I ended up purchasing a large package of
fresh chicken breast. Like pounds of it
for $10.00. Normally I buy the chicken breasts frozen in a bag, but this stuff
was not frozen and I thought it might taste a smidge better so I went for
it.
When I got home I opened up the package and did not a single
thing to the chicken breast because I am just lazy like that and literally just
plopped it down onto my Traeger smoker Bar-B-Que. I did
let it smoke for an hour to get all those good flavors in it. This was probably a great decision. Then I sat my ass down on my couch (after
changing into pajama pants at 6 PM) and just watched some TV. At about 7 I turned the grill up and cooked my
chicken. I could tell I must have been
hungry last night because I’ve always said if you aren’t hungry enough to eat
vegetables than you aren’t really hungry. Well last night I ate carrots. Lots
of carrots, so clearly I was hungry enough.
But the funny thing is, it’s the carrots dipped in my light blue cheese dressing.
I think it’s more about having a little crunch to accompany the delicious taste
of the dressing. Nonetheless, I ate
carrots.
After about 30-40 minutes the chicken smelled and looked
amazing. Like holy shit you’d think I
was a top of the line chef and not a girl who literally dropped the chicken
straight from package to grill top and turned it on. The flavor of the chicken
was the bomb. I immediately started
dipping that bad boy into my dressing and my tummy loved it. So yes, I *cooked*.
I had all this delicious chicken and therefore did the
closest to meal prepping you will ever find me doing, by weighing the pieces
and putting them into baggies of about 4 ounces for future consumption. See photographic evidence.
I was kind of sickly proud because this is not something I
would normally do, but it seemed like the right thing to do. And oh that chicken was just perfection. I am guessing it had a lot more to do with
the “freshness” of it vs the typical freezed stuff I eat. This is clearly the way to go.
So I ate my chicken, my carrots all of which was dipped in
my amazing Lighthouse OPA Greek Yogurt Blue Cheese dressing and I felt
happiness of the food kind. Almost that
same feeling one would get from eating a scrumptious dessert. I guess good food is good food no matter what
and it all gives you the same scary high. I say scary because as a general rule
I am certain no amount of any food should ever make you this giddy. That’s part
of my whole problem to begin with. I
should not actually be in love with food this much.
So this whole week I’ve been eating Lean Cuisines for
lunch. It’s like, when you are starting
over you’ve got to go back to basics. Things that get you thru. I will never knock the need or ease of a
boxed frozen meal. Sometimes you’ve just
got to. Given I don’t cook I accept that they are a viable option for a girl
like me. But the nutritional quality of
them is not lost on me. It’s better than
a lot of things for sure but not as good as say clean chicken and carrots
dipped in dressing of course. So today
for lunch I actually opened up my prepackaged 4 ounce bag of chicken and
dropped in a weighed 5 ounces of carrots and measured out 2 tablespoons of my
dressing in a little container and made my own “quick meal” for lunch.
Now this seems like an amazing thing. Of course if I ate this every day I am fairly
certain that it wouldn’t take long for me to loathe chicken and carrots. But for right now this minute it’s a damned
healthy option. This baggy is presently
sitting in my work mini-fridge waiting for me.
After I ate, I pretty much decided last night that I was
exhausted and I went to bed. At 8:30 PM.
I can’t even remember the last time I went to bed at 8:30 PM. It was quite obvious to me that my body was
just functioning on lack of proper rest and sickness. I didn’t immediately fall asleep, I tossed
and turned for a bit before ultimately falling fast asleep. I didn’t wake up early or toss and turn again
meaning that I got in a TON of solid sleep last night that obviously my body
really needed.
I did end up eating a tiny bit more food yesterday than I
might should have. But it wasn’t bad at all. I finished yesterday eating 1,455
calories. I don’t think that is uncalled
for considering the quality of the food was pretty high. Lots of carrots and chicken and almonds and
even 2 rice cakes, which probably isn’t high quality. But whatever. Not
mad. So that means 4 days have now been
spent in total food control and that feels lovely. That is a better feeling than I’ve had in
quite some time.
Today I have penciled in most foods except dinner. Not sure
yet what that will entail. But I have
packed my gym clothes where I plan on heading to the gym tonight for a nice big
old heavy leg day. I need it. I need to
feel powerful and in control. I need to
lift heavy things and squat heavy things.
I need to take back some power at the gym. I am not mad about not going last night. I knew what my body needed and I think it
thanked me for the extra rest last night.
I feel much more capable today. More excited even to tackle the gym
tonight. That is all I was after anyway.
So here’s to hoping I crush the gym
tonight and start to feel like my old self again soon.
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