…because my brand new book blog is at Paperback Heart. You can follow along there and on twitter @paperback_heart.
Paleo: Week 4. Two weeks in, I was down almost ten pounds, but I’ve gained a bit of that back by now. Probably all the bacon. In week 4, there will be no bacon.
Oh look. Some vegetables. I’ve been a vegetable chopping and chomping machine, which I guess is the whole point of this. I did have a bite of ice cream the other night, and it didn’t even taste good. Ice cream is pretty much my religion, so this is the most blasphemous thing – ice cream tasted bland, but the plain steamed veggies I had with dinner were SO delicious, like they’d been covered in cheese.
Breakfast has been difficult for me. I don’t want to wake up any earlier to have to cook, so I make a week (or at least a few days) worth of breakfast on Sunday. The sweet potato hash got nixed after week one, when my coach told me sweet potatoes were only for after workouts. Weeks 2 and 3 I made frittatas, but I needed to switch it up this week. I’m sure you’ve seen something like this on pinterest, that’s where I got the idea.
And finally, my masterpiece. I made spaghetti (squash) sauce from scratch last night. I made my own base, though the tomatoes were canned – I’m not a miracle worker. This is before I added the turkey and a bit more tomato puree.
My “cheats” since starting paleo have been a tumbler of whiskey or cider on the weekends. Starting February 3, I plan on putting a stop to that as well…at least for the rest of the month of February.
Totally revamped resolutions!
- a photo a day
- 52 new books/52 new movies
- get kipping pull ups and double unders
Paleo has only been going on for a day. Pretty easy, since I spent 3 hours prepping yesterday, plus another hour tonight on extra snacks – I was super hungry all day. Luckily I can eat the exact same thing day in and day out – it would be a nightmare otherwise. Hopefully it helps get my weight back down, resolves some gut issues, and gets rid of the little tummy pooch.
So far I’m 2/52 movies (watched Pitch Perfect on xbox live last week and saw Django Unchained on Saturday night) and 0/52 books – why did the first book I pick up this year have to be the Lord of the Rings trilogy?! I’m not letting myself read anything else until I finish it, and there are two books coming out tomorrow I’ve been waiting to read and I just scored a $0.99 kindle read.
Kipping pullups and double unders will have to wait a little longer to get any attention since I seem to have injured myself. I’m getting extremely limited mobility out of my right shoulder before the pain kicks in. If my arm is down in the ‘neutral’ position (I guess that’s what you’d call it), there is no pain, and assuming neutral = 0 degrees, anything from 45 degrees to 180 in either direction is excruciating. Sadly, this is a wait-it-out kind of thing. Last time it only lasted three days, so hopefully I can get back to Crossfitting my little heart out by Thursday. If not, I might have to go for a (gasp) run this weekend.
Besides being the most important year of my life so far, 2012 was also incredibly boring. I can’t even remember what was happening in the first half of the year. I went through my whole instagram to see what went on, but it’s mostly pictures of cats.
I don’t want this same thing to happen a year from now.
My big resolution is to take a picture every day, my easy resolution is to read a book every week, and my tertiary resolution is whatever couples thing Marshall decides (which is probably going to be ‘learn sign language’ again, since we failed so miserably this year).
Three is manageable. Three is background noise to THE LIST, and THE FUTURE LIST – though I still have a lot to get done and only a few more months to get through it.
I think the holidays are inherently difficult for everyone. No matter how much “Christmas Spirit” you have, it’s just…a weird time of year with forced cheerfulness.
Personally, as someone who has no contact with her own small family, The Holidays™ are a weird time for me. I’ve spent the last few weeks crying at every list of photos that will restore my faith in humanity that facebook and buzzfeed have to offer. It was working, my faith was being restored.
And then. Tragedy. I can not even imagine being a parent to a small child after what happened in Connecticut. I was crying at my desk at work, almost as far away from that place as you can get, feeling so useless. I signed online petitions to get the Westboro Baptist Church labeled as a hate group when they decided to picket the funerals.
I started reading about the ’26 Acts of Kindness’ people were doing to honor those children. I cried at my desk at work some more while reading through the twitter hashtag (#26acts). Again, faith in humanity being restored. More than that, I decided I should also get involved.
I’m not what you would call a “nice person”. I’m not a mean person or a bad person, I hope, but I have a short temper and I’m easily annoyed – and I’m bad at hiding it. So, these 26 Acts will hopefully become a lifetime of kindness.
Merry Christmas Eve!
We met Santa! And I became a giant.
Lady is also has the holiday spirit.
This year’s Christmas present.
Starting Christmas traditions. We got our first ornament, but we didn’t get a tree.
(This morning in New York, four firefighters were shot while responding to a fire. Two of them, plus a police officer, were killed. A man set fire to his home to lay a trap for first responders. This man had previously spent 17 years in prison for the death of his grandmother. Seven homes were destroyed by this fire, and 33 people were evacuated from their homes on Christmas Eve. As the wife of a firefighter, this is the most sickening thing I can imagine, and one more thing I will worry about every time Marshall goes out on a call. My thought are with the families, the other injured firefighters and police officer, as well as the West Webster FD.)
October Goals Recap:
- Use my brain powers to make the hockey season happen: FAIL
- Eat vegetables three times a day. Cut back the sugar, grains, and cheese. Limit alcohol consumption even more: The only one I had any kind of success with.
- Read 8 books (this sounds like not that much to me, but I’ve been reading some pretty hefty tomes lately): FAIL? I have no idea, but I did read a lot.
- Add one supplementary work out per week (WOD at home, running, hiking, etc.): FAIL FAIL FAIL
- Complete 3 items from my list: I’ve completed three items since then, but they were not all in October. Maybe none of them were.
November Goals: None.
December Goals: None. Okay, not none.
- post! actual! things!
- Use my brain power to make it snow somewhere nearby
- Don’t be a wuss at my half sleeve tattoo appointment next weekend
- Also don’t be a wuss at the “Holiday Party WOD” my box is having next weekend
- Cross two more things off the list starting from today and going until the end of the year. Anything done prior to today doesn’t count towards this.
Well. That was unintentional. I would think about blogging every day and then just…not.
One of those days, I thought about how all those ‘big’ bloggers take photos of everything they do all day. It sounds easy enough, but I got bored and forgot about it after taking Lady for her morning walk. Lady didn’t even make it into any of the photos.
Last weekend we drove up to Sacramento so I could meet Marshall’s grandmother and so he could say goodbye to her. She held on a few more days and then passed quietly with her sons and her sister at her side.
On Friday we went back up to Daly City to watch the San Francisco Bulls lose some hockey. We went to a game a few weeks ago, and right outside our section there was a mechanical bull. There was always a huge line (and I kind of chickened out), so I didn’t ride it and regretted it. So when we got these tickets from livingsocial.com (two tickets, a photo with Rawhide, go on ice and take a shot at the net), I knew I had to do it. I look way too excited about crossing something off the list.
Everything else has been business as usual.