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I haven't exactly been following through on posting more often. In fact, I haven't been following through on a LOT of things these last 2 weeks or so. It has been a really emotional couple of weeks for me and I've been wallowing around in a self-pity-mudpit allowing it to get the best of me. Earlier today I had come to the firm decision to kick this to the curb, pull myself together, and come back stronger than ever. But now tonight I just want to curl up into a ball again. And to top it off instead of saying "well, I've had a setback, lets get back on it" I find myself dwelling on just how much weight I could have lost by now had I stuck with the program and increased my excersize. Instead I'm losing the same 5-6 pounds over and over again. It's disgusting, stupid, and instead of being a catalyst I've allowed it to become demoralizing and get the best of me. AARRRGGHH.
Anyway - on to at least something positive. Even though Lent is over and I have re-introduced meat into my life I still try to keep at least 60% of my meals vegetarian. My latest find is roasted radishes. Yes - radishes. Roasting them in the oven completely changes them! It makes them sweet and creamy (not that there is anything wrong with normal, raw radishes - I chomp on them all the time). Cut them in half, spray with some olive oil cooking spray, sprinkle with salt and roast in your oven at 400. When they are just done roasting brown a little butter in a pan (I use 1-2 Tablespoons of Earth Balance vegan "butter"), add the green tops of the radishes and cook them until just wilted. Mix with the radishes and squeeze some fresh lemon over the top. SO GOOD!. In fact, that's what I'm having for dinner tomorrow night.
I also got a new kitten. My oldest named him Jimmy and he is a holy terror. In fact he is right now systematically destroying the dining area in my apartment. Last night he managed to climb into the baby's crib and was playing with his feet. OF COURSE this woke up the baby and he wouldn't go back to sleep. Jimmy and I had a "come-to-Jesus" meeting after that stunt. OK, he just raced up my leg and arm, onto my shoulder and used my neck as a jumping off point. I think I'm going to just go quietly bleed to death....gah.
I haven't exactly been following through on posting more often. In fact, I haven't been following through on a LOT of things these last 2 weeks or so. It has been a really emotional couple of weeks for me and I've been wallowing around in a self-pity-mudpit allowing it to get the best of me. Earlier today I had come to the firm decision to kick this to the curb, pull myself together, and come back stronger than ever. But now tonight I just want to curl up into a ball again. And to top it off instead of saying "well, I've had a setback, lets get back on it" I find myself dwelling on just how much weight I could have lost by now had I stuck with the program and increased my excersize. Instead I'm losing the same 5-6 pounds over and over again. It's disgusting, stupid, and instead of being a catalyst I've allowed it to become demoralizing and get the best of me. AARRRGGHH.
Anyway - on to at least something positive. Even though Lent is over and I have re-introduced meat into my life I still try to keep at least 60% of my meals vegetarian. My latest find is roasted radishes. Yes - radishes. Roasting them in the oven completely changes them! It makes them sweet and creamy (not that there is anything wrong with normal, raw radishes - I chomp on them all the time). Cut them in half, spray with some olive oil cooking spray, sprinkle with salt and roast in your oven at 400. When they are just done roasting brown a little butter in a pan (I use 1-2 Tablespoons of Earth Balance vegan "butter"), add the green tops of the radishes and cook them until just wilted. Mix with the radishes and squeeze some fresh lemon over the top. SO GOOD!. In fact, that's what I'm having for dinner tomorrow night.
I also got a new kitten. My oldest named him Jimmy and he is a holy terror. In fact he is right now systematically destroying the dining area in my apartment. Last night he managed to climb into the baby's crib and was playing with his feet. OF COURSE this woke up the baby and he wouldn't go back to sleep. Jimmy and I had a "come-to-Jesus" meeting after that stunt. OK, he just raced up my leg and arm, onto my shoulder and used my neck as a jumping off point. I think I'm going to just go quietly bleed to death....gah.
