Last week's goal was to stick to some sort of healthy eating plan. It was a difficult week with a few ups and downs. Turns out it's really tough reigning it in after a few months of crazily eating with abandon.
I was grouchy, I was tired, and I was anxious. I complained a lot. I mean, I really whined about it. But at the end of the week, I felt a little more in control and a little closer to my goal. It's all about baby steps, right?
The mason jar salads really helped last week. It was great to have a healthy lunch ready to eat without even thinking. Over half the weight loss battle is mental, you know. When I told my mom about the salads, she predicted that I wouldn't for more than a week which, as I'm sure my mom knows, is akin to challenging me to eat these dumb salads for the rest of my life.
She was either incredibly wrong or that was some serious reverse psychology going on. The world may never know.
This week, I made two new salads and a repeat from last week. The first new salad is a Southwest Chicken Salad with corn, beans, romaine lettuce, and homemade chipotle ranch dressing. I basically just chopped up some chipotle peppers and dumped them into some store bought ranch. Don't be too impressed.
Back by popular demand, I made a baby spinach and fruit salad with a homemade vinaigrette. This dressing was actually homemade as in I actually made it. But it was just a combination of honey, olive oil, apple cider vinegar, and salt and pepper. So, again, don't be too impressed. Both Dave and I agreed that this was by far the best salad from last week.
Lastly, I made a chopped salad to pay tribute to my days of eating lunches at my elementary school cafeteria. I didn't get to buy lunch very often. I remember sitting down with my mom and the school lunch calendar carefully picking out which days I would buy my lunch. I always picked Chicken Ring Things. One of the options was a Chef's Salad and, while the name intrigued me for some reason, I always wondered who was choosing this option when there were rings of chicken to be eaten from off your fingers instead. I'm still not sure what a Chef's Salad is. This is just a mixture of all the things I would choose from a salad bar minus the beets. I didn't have any beets and I'm still a little sad about it.
Bears. Beets. Battlestar Gallactica.
Name that TV show and we can still be friends. Just kidding. I'll be your friend even if you don't know.
In other news, my sweet baby was sick today. Poor girl has had a runny nose for a week and started tugging at her ear yesterday. We went to visit our friend Dr. Byrd. It was traumatic. I'm not sure which was worse for her, being pinned down by my mom and me while the doctor examined her ears or being force fed nasty pink medicine later that day. Or maybe the ear infection was the worst. Either way, it was an all around tough day for poor baby Kate.
The only upside of having a sick baby is the cuddles I got from my baby who usually whirls around like a cross between a hurricane and a tornado. She let my snuggle her for an hour while we watched cartoons. This was by the far the best part of my day.
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