I love reading food blogs. Seriously, who doesn't? I want to see who ate what, where they ate it and if I would want to eat it too. I am not that creative with my food. Not one bit. I don't like taking a lot of time to prepare something that Kev won't eat or will be gone in 15 minutes. But I still love looking at other people's food, even if it makes me sad.
Note to self, don't peruse food blogs when you're unhappy with your lunch. Almond cheese isn't cheese and it doesn't melt into the the nice baked pasta dish you envision.
I took some pictures of breakfast over the last few days and i was struck by the amazing awesomeness of my choices. Let's break them down, shall we?
I think dairy is the root cause of my stomach issues. Dairy = pain. No dairy = happy. It's like how cave people learned to stop eating stuff that killed them. Gorg eats old meat and dies, no one eats old meat.
Back to my amazing breakfast, dairy is out and carbs are in! This is a hollowed out bagel, brought back from NYC, lovingly toasted. I've paired it with spray butter and a nice low sugar strawberry jelly. It's displayed on a bed of industrial paper towels with a plastic knife. Jealous yet? If not, this one is sure to push you over the edge.
Here we have an everything bagel thin (good shit! best bagel thin yet!) Paired with 3 strips of turkey bacon that have been microwaved. Oh yes, microwaved. A side of spray butter and TJ's not cream cheese. (The not cream cheese is NOT good. a rare TJ's fail. It looks like Crisco and doesn't have even a slight cream cheese flavor. So it kinda tasted like Crisco on a bagel thin. Gross) I've plated my food on a lovely Target plastic plate.
And that is reason #857 why I shouldn't be a food blogger.
Lara
Cookies No More?
Trying to live a healthier lifestyle and maintain a 50 pound weight loss.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
I do love an audience
My posts have been a little sparse as I prepared for my next class at work. By day I'm a corporate trainer and I impart my knowledge onto the eager masses. By night... Well, that's another post...
The majority of the time I spend training new hires for the sales department. The week before the class starts is super busy and I'm running around like crazy making sure I have everything I need and that I'm caught up on any and all recent process changes. This class was a little different and I had to prep for an entirely new to me curriculum.. In a very short period of time.
Being a trainer is completely different from what I expected. You have to win the class over AND take control of them in the first few minutes. If not, you lose control which is very bad as the weeks drag on and they don't respect you. Never a good combo.
I got a new group las Monday and they're I nothing like any of my previous groups. Which is I guess the case with every new group.
Any who, why do I do it? It's tough, people can be a pain and you have to constantly fight to keep control But you know what? I love an audience. I love standing in front of the group, winning them over and making them love me. I can be witty, make them laugh and make them awesome. I love seeing them being hugely successful and knowing I had a part of that. I'm waxing poetic here, probably because I'm tired and haven't seen a vegetable in 4 days and they gym in even longer. Love getting to see friends for the holidays but the lack of regular exercise is making me sappy. I need to go punch something..
Alright, regular blogging and the recap of a whirlwind northern trip to come soon!
Lara
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The majority of the time I spend training new hires for the sales department. The week before the class starts is super busy and I'm running around like crazy making sure I have everything I need and that I'm caught up on any and all recent process changes. This class was a little different and I had to prep for an entirely new to me curriculum.. In a very short period of time.
Being a trainer is completely different from what I expected. You have to win the class over AND take control of them in the first few minutes. If not, you lose control which is very bad as the weeks drag on and they don't respect you. Never a good combo.
I got a new group las Monday and they're I nothing like any of my previous groups. Which is I guess the case with every new group.
Any who, why do I do it? It's tough, people can be a pain and you have to constantly fight to keep control But you know what? I love an audience. I love standing in front of the group, winning them over and making them love me. I can be witty, make them laugh and make them awesome. I love seeing them being hugely successful and knowing I had a part of that. I'm waxing poetic here, probably because I'm tired and haven't seen a vegetable in 4 days and they gym in even longer. Love getting to see friends for the holidays but the lack of regular exercise is making me sappy. I need to go punch something..
Alright, regular blogging and the recap of a whirlwind northern trip to come soon!
Lara
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Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Baking time!
It's time to get baking! This time of year I smoke enormous amounts of crack and participate in not one but three cookie exchanges. With it being just Kev and I, it makes complete sense to surround ourselves with ridiculous amounts of sweets.
Thursday is the first one and I'm trying to decide what to make. It's ror my sorority's alumnae association's cookie swap / clothing swap / cosmo drinking. Cookies, clothes and cosmos, 3 of my very most favorite things in the EVAH! We each need to bring 3 dozen cookies along with the recipe. We're working on putting together a cook book and selling them for a philantophy project but the recipes have to be homemade or passed down through your family. Thankfully the ONLY passed down recipes I have are sweets.
I was torn between 2 recipes. No-Bake cookies OR Grandma's Peanut Butter Balls. I was originally leaning towards the No-Bake cookies so I made a slightly altered batch.
I used Trader Joe's fiber cereal instead of oats, almond milk and Smart One margarine instead of butter. Meh, they're OK but I wouldn't use the cereal again. They got a little stale and the oats hold up better. In the end I decided to go with the Peanut Butter balls for the exchange, pix and recipe to come later!
But seriously, you should make these no-bakes, the right way. And give me one.
No Bake cookies
1 1/2 cups sugar
1/4 cup butter
1/3 cup cocoa
1/2 cup of milk
Boil hard for 1 minute. (When you can't stir away the bubbles, wait a minute)
After it boils, take off the heat and mix in 1/2 cup peanut butter and 1 tsp vanilla. After it's all mixed in, add 3 cups of uncooked oatmeal.
Mix it all together and drop onto waxed paper.
Enjoy!
Thursday is the first one and I'm trying to decide what to make. It's ror my sorority's alumnae association's cookie swap / clothing swap / cosmo drinking. Cookies, clothes and cosmos, 3 of my very most favorite things in the EVAH! We each need to bring 3 dozen cookies along with the recipe. We're working on putting together a cook book and selling them for a philantophy project but the recipes have to be homemade or passed down through your family. Thankfully the ONLY passed down recipes I have are sweets.
I was torn between 2 recipes. No-Bake cookies OR Grandma's Peanut Butter Balls. I was originally leaning towards the No-Bake cookies so I made a slightly altered batch.
I used Trader Joe's fiber cereal instead of oats, almond milk and Smart One margarine instead of butter. Meh, they're OK but I wouldn't use the cereal again. They got a little stale and the oats hold up better. In the end I decided to go with the Peanut Butter balls for the exchange, pix and recipe to come later!
But seriously, you should make these no-bakes, the right way. And give me one.
No Bake cookies
1 1/2 cups sugar
1/4 cup butter
1/3 cup cocoa
1/2 cup of milk
Boil hard for 1 minute. (When you can't stir away the bubbles, wait a minute)
After it boils, take off the heat and mix in 1/2 cup peanut butter and 1 tsp vanilla. After it's all mixed in, add 3 cups of uncooked oatmeal.
Mix it all together and drop onto waxed paper.
Enjoy!
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Some times you have to eat the roast.
During college and right after, for probably about 7 years, I convinced myself that I shouldn't eat red meat. I didn't like the way it tasted and it was just gross. Please don't think that I'm some sort of angry vegetarian. Hells NO. I love me some meat.
I know why, my mother cooked meat exactly 1 way in the 80s, well done and covered in Kroger steak seasoning. Grey meat with orange seasoning. Several years later I realized that I love cow. Mooing, rare, (Pittsburgh rare YEAH!) cow on a plate. I hadn't yet come to that realization and adamantly swore off anything that resembled beef.
One day I started dating a new fella and was invited over to Sunday dinner. Big Italian family where Sunday dinner was the thing. I asked what they were having and he said, roast. WHAT! I don't eat red meat! Certainly not roast. bleck! I took my dilemma to several of my closest friends. New guy, wanna make a good impression on the parents but I don't eat red meat. What's a girl to do?
The answer? Some times you have to eat the roast. As long as you aren't morally or ethically opposed to the situation, sometimes, to keep the peace and to keep up appearances, you have to eat the roast.
We all have to do things that are unpleasant, hang out with people we don't want to or go to events that we'd rather not. In those cases, eat the roast.
I know why, my mother cooked meat exactly 1 way in the 80s, well done and covered in Kroger steak seasoning. Grey meat with orange seasoning. Several years later I realized that I love cow. Mooing, rare, (Pittsburgh rare YEAH!) cow on a plate. I hadn't yet come to that realization and adamantly swore off anything that resembled beef.
One day I started dating a new fella and was invited over to Sunday dinner. Big Italian family where Sunday dinner was the thing. I asked what they were having and he said, roast. WHAT! I don't eat red meat! Certainly not roast. bleck! I took my dilemma to several of my closest friends. New guy, wanna make a good impression on the parents but I don't eat red meat. What's a girl to do?
The answer? Some times you have to eat the roast. As long as you aren't morally or ethically opposed to the situation, sometimes, to keep the peace and to keep up appearances, you have to eat the roast.
We all have to do things that are unpleasant, hang out with people we don't want to or go to events that we'd rather not. In those cases, eat the roast.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
-ose Intollerant?
It's no news to anyone that I've been having stomach issues for a while now and there doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason to what gives me trouble and what doesn't. Instead I've been eliminating things from my diet in the hopes that one of them will bring some sort of relief.
Here are some things that cause unhappiness...
And sometimes this
and even sometimes this
After many weeks ofconstant scolding encouragement from Kev, I sucked it up and went to the gastroenterologist. We talked about a bunch of different things and in the end he wanted to test me for everything and finally rule out some possibilities.
I started the first test yesterday. It's a hydrogen blow test to see if I have a fructose intolerance. I told him that sometimes I eat candy and it hurts my stomach. Seriously, it might not really be an issue. Perhaps I just shouldn't eat a lot of candy. I do love me some Skittles and it's OK that more than 10 give me a stomach ache. Bags of candy corn and Skittles (and those 100 calorie snack packs) contributed to a 50 pound weight gain. If my body actually learned something after a year of Jenny Craig, and that thing was to not eat and entire bag of candy, that should be OK. But I'm open and stuff to getting to the root cause so test we shall.
Have you ever taken one of these tests before? 12 hours before the test you can have nothing by mouth except water. 12 hours before that you can ONLY eat chicken, fish, white rice, eggs and chicken broth. That's it... Seriously. I may not last.. I was sick yesterday and didn't eat anything so taking the test this morning was no problem. But I have to do the lactose intolerance test tomorrow morning and this food isn't cutting it. I did come to the brilliant realization that since rice and fish are allowed, sushi must be ok!
I had a giant sashimi bowl for lunch and got some to go for dinner as well. Definitely love me some sushi but I'm so ready for a piece of chocolate or even 1 Skittle... an orange one I think...
Here are some things that cause unhappiness...
Almond Milk is friendlier
Oh I miss you... I really miss you. We were together for so very long before you were so abruptly ripped from my life.. And sometimes this
and even sometimes this
After many weeks of
I started the first test yesterday. It's a hydrogen blow test to see if I have a fructose intolerance. I told him that sometimes I eat candy and it hurts my stomach. Seriously, it might not really be an issue. Perhaps I just shouldn't eat a lot of candy. I do love me some Skittles and it's OK that more than 10 give me a stomach ache. Bags of candy corn and Skittles (and those 100 calorie snack packs) contributed to a 50 pound weight gain. If my body actually learned something after a year of Jenny Craig, and that thing was to not eat and entire bag of candy, that should be OK. But I'm open and stuff to getting to the root cause so test we shall.
Have you ever taken one of these tests before? 12 hours before the test you can have nothing by mouth except water. 12 hours before that you can ONLY eat chicken, fish, white rice, eggs and chicken broth. That's it... Seriously. I may not last.. I was sick yesterday and didn't eat anything so taking the test this morning was no problem. But I have to do the lactose intolerance test tomorrow morning and this food isn't cutting it. I did come to the brilliant realization that since rice and fish are allowed, sushi must be ok!
I had a giant sashimi bowl for lunch and got some to go for dinner as well. Definitely love me some sushi but I'm so ready for a piece of chocolate or even 1 Skittle... an orange one I think...
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Conquouring my fear of spinning
I wasn't really afraid of spinning as a class. I mean, it's not like the spin bikes are going to turn into gigantic metal monsters and eat your brain. No, I was more concerned with the soreness and potential damage that I could incur to my... shall we say this delicately, my lady nethers.. Well last week I put all of those fears and concerns aside and sucked it up and went to spin class.
I happen to own a pair of padded bike pants but did I wear them? Noooooo Why? Because I didn't want to be the newbie with a giant padded crotch. I'm badass, I should be able to handle 45 minutes of riding on a damn bike.
I loved it, class was awesome and I was super sweaty. My hooha hurt for 3 days. I'm going back Thursday and this time I'm bringing a padded seat.
I happen to own a pair of padded bike pants but did I wear them? Noooooo Why? Because I didn't want to be the newbie with a giant padded crotch. I'm badass, I should be able to handle 45 minutes of riding on a damn bike.
I loved it, class was awesome and I was super sweaty. My hooha hurt for 3 days. I'm going back Thursday and this time I'm bringing a padded seat.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Zumba, it's time for us to part
I want to like Zumba, I really really do. I've tried it several times but I don't know, it just feel like there's something missing.
At my gym there are several Zumba classes. one on Tuesday at 5:30pm, Thursday at 6:35 and Friday morning at 9:30am. I can only make the 5:30 class when I don't have a class. (I'm a corporate trainer and stuff) The 5:30 one I like, it's high impact and there are a lot of people there who want to work up a sweat. But I can't always go to that one. FAIL.
Thursday nights I've been to twice. I barely work up a sweat in that one because the instructor is soooo slow. She takes far too much time in between songs and spend the rest of the time rubbing her choochies and looking at herself in the mirror. (I think it's some sort of Latin dance) There are also 3 tiny old ladies who stand in my favorite spot and don't share. FAIL x2
Last Friday I was working a later schedule to bring knowledge to the nighttime peeps and decided to check out the 930am Zumba class. It looked a lot like this.
Except older.
More like this.
Can you say that you "raised the roof" with a bunch of octogenarians? I can, and that's something that I can keep with me forever.
So with this, I officially give up on Zumba. I really, really want you to be awesome but I just need more from you. It's not you, it's me. Really, it's me.
Lara
At my gym there are several Zumba classes. one on Tuesday at 5:30pm, Thursday at 6:35 and Friday morning at 9:30am. I can only make the 5:30 class when I don't have a class. (I'm a corporate trainer and stuff) The 5:30 one I like, it's high impact and there are a lot of people there who want to work up a sweat. But I can't always go to that one. FAIL.
Thursday nights I've been to twice. I barely work up a sweat in that one because the instructor is soooo slow. She takes far too much time in between songs and spend the rest of the time rubbing her choochies and looking at herself in the mirror. (I think it's some sort of Latin dance) There are also 3 tiny old ladies who stand in my favorite spot and don't share. FAIL x2
Last Friday I was working a later schedule to bring knowledge to the nighttime peeps and decided to check out the 930am Zumba class. It looked a lot like this.
Except older.
More like this.
Can you say that you "raised the roof" with a bunch of octogenarians? I can, and that's something that I can keep with me forever.
So with this, I officially give up on Zumba. I really, really want you to be awesome but I just need more from you. It's not you, it's me. Really, it's me.
Lara
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