Monday, June 20, 2016
Doobies and rebuilding
We were both down 2 lbs.
I got to cook all day Saturday since restaurants around here are just so unimpressive anymore. Every time we go somewhere I just feel like "ugh, I can make that better." But then that means I can't ever get a break. We're even talking about me cooking on upcoming vacations and I don't mind that since I got all of May off but I'm going to try to pre-make most stuff, freeze/Food Save it so I just have to heat it up. I want the control of calories/sodium but without the work. I know it'll be a pain in the butt ahead of time when I make the stuff but I have two ovens so I can cook two different things at once and hopefully blow through them since I want to make stuff that can double over two days. Like I want to make meatloaf that we can have for dinner with say roasted red potatoes and then the next day or two we can have meatloaf sandwiches with mashed potatoes from the leftover potatoes. I also thought I could make a batch of chili and separate and Food Save those into 4 servings for a lunch and dinner. I suppose I should put that into practice for prep day, huh? It'd be nice to just come up after a workout and throw stuff in the oven instead of having to chop or mix stuff. I need to get better about that and take some pressure off of myself. Plus it would get me up more during the day.
Saturday I was going stir crazy. The city was basically shut down with so many activities and being a passenger in that navigation was not going to put me in a better mood. So I said drive to the country. I put on a playlist and got the Best of the Doobies going. It always seems to be mandatory listening when heading out to the old stomping grounds. I kind of wished we'd gone past my old house but I probably would've thrown myself on the lawn and cried. I'm feeling very suffocated by city and burb living and desperately want a small house on a patch of land and for people to just leave me alone. I have been in attached living my whole life except when I lived in the country for 2-3 years at various times in my childhood. I'm glad for it and now I long for it. I just need someone to mow my lawn because I remember how crappy that was mowing my dad's 3 acres when he moved out to East BuFu. My mental state is up and down but I guess it's better than being face down in the mud 24/7.
I weighed in Sunday morning and was only up a pound instead of the sodium laden 4 when we eat out which tells me that me cooking on the weekends isn't going to end anytime soon. I know for sure I could never run a food truck since I can barely cook for two without getting overwhelmed.
|Shrimp and cheese grits|
I was happy I still continued to hit my 2 water bottles per day over the weekend. That is usually a weak spot for me but I did well and I think the Mr did too.
This week is about keeping up good habits and reinforcing them. I'm still in no hurry to jump back to the HRM since I'm trying not to beast out on the shoulder. It doesn't stop me from checking my wrist even though it's not there during a workout.
What did you do this weekend? Do you check your wrist for your HRM/fitness band even when you're not wearing it?
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