Just Peachy

When you’re traveling, there’s a lot of sacrifice when it comes to the fun and uniqueness of your food.  Since eating Paleo can be really challenging, I’ve found some staple meals (roast chickens, salads, Paleonola…) and run with them.  And when you find ways to mix it up and make them a little more exciting, it’s a good day.

I’ve been craving peaches lately in a BAD way…yes, I am fully aware that they’re about as far out of season as you can get.  Mostly because I couldn’t find them anywhere…until this week, when I paid an arm and a leg for some extra small, extra hard ones (that’s what she said) at Whole Foods.  I had to leave them on the windowsill all week, but they were finally soft this morning–they cut like butter and were everything I always dreamed.  Anyway, I cut up a couple of them and threw them in a bowl with some almond milk and let it all sit for a while as I got dressed, then threw some Paleonola on top of it all…and voila!  Peaches n’ Cream.  Oh. My. God.  So good.

It’s the little things.

Today’s workout was some more speed work.  Gotta love it.  No, I hate it, but it’s so good for you–both in terms of getting faster and stronger (duh), enhancing cardiovascular strength, and tapping the ol’ fat stores (wedding in three months, people).

5 x 400m @ 7 min/mi
5 x 400m @ 6 min/mi

10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Push-ups
Hanging leg raises

I was watching Saturday Night Live on VH1 during the running portion, but about 10 minutes in I realized it wasn’t SNL at all…it was Mob Wives.  Have you guys heard of it?  It’s ridiculous…if my hubby was a mobster I’d probably be content laying low, but these chicks put it all out in the open.  I mean, boobs and lips like I never thought possible…and this coming from a Real Housewives addict.

OK, The Man is on his way to San Antonio for the weekend and I have to shower.  I smell like toxic waste right now, and that’s to me.  I don’t even want to know what the people on the elevator ride up were thinking.  Sorry y’all.  

And…Dinosaurs!!!

Last night I had a dream that I was both being chased by dinosaurs and dating this guy I haven’t seen since high school…whom I never actually dated and frankly would never, ever want to.  Not sure which part of that scenario is scarier.  And oh, by the way, I was living in a penthouse apartment in the middle of the prehistoric redwood forests.  Terrifying.
I blame the loss of quality sleep that resulted from said dream (not the dehydration due to my massive coffee consumption of late) on a general feeling of complete shittiness all day today.  Not, really, I felt like hot garbage. I considered taking a rest day, but the fact that I sat on my ass all day took that off the table.  Not moving around much was making me feel worse through the course of the day, not better.

So, I decided to go to a hot yoga class…you know, get blood flowing and sweat out all the toxins and stuff.  But I’m still hella sore and besides, despite the fact we got out of class early enough for me to get back to the hotel and change I got distracted by E! News just wasn’t feeling it.

Finally, after a vicious back-and-forth between my body and my mind, I hoofed it down to the hotel gym and got a solid bike ride with my Kindle and a nice, long stretch session.  I sweat just enough to clear my head, loosened the legs, and actually had a proper cool-down.  I would have run on the treadmill but I definitively cannot run on a treadmill without music and I haven’t changed up the music on my Zune since I was deployed…and my taste in music sucked in a major way back then.  You know, a whole year ago…

I’m glad I took an easy day, though, because we have an active weekend planed.  I managed to find a Crossfit gym nearby where we can drop in, and we’re also going to hit up a Vinyasa class…maybe a good deep tissue massage, too…which should make up for the massive amount of Mexican food I plan on consuming.

Anyhoo…breakfast today was some Pumpkin Spice Hot Cereal.

I’m looking forward to being able to get some more protein and fewer nut-based meals after this trip.  I adore nut butters and flours and foods like Paleonola/Krunch Cereal that tend to be nut and seed-heavy, but after too long they definitely slow me down.  I’m taking my fish oil, ladies and gents, but I’m reaching my O-6 threshold regardless.  Besides, I miss hot greasy yolkey eggs and bacon.

Lunch was another salad from Whole Foods…which I had to sit in some nasty traffic to get.  Oh, and they were out of the roast turkey I love so much.  Me = pissed.  It totally doesn’t even deserve mention but I’m feeling generous.

Dinner tonight was a baked Japanese sweet potato (they’re like giant marshmallows…seriously, I love them) with some EVOO and sea salt–thanks again to Old Faithful.

Oh yeah, and some chicken, too…the vanilla-pepper combo with the super-sweet potato was like eating a chicken-based dessert.  Take note, Iron Chef contestants!!!!  (I found it first)

Dessert tonight is a hefty portion of homework…spring semester just started and I’m working on two more classes.  Only four more and I’m all done…OMG!  I’m almost a grown-up!!!

*PS…the title of this post is inspired by a review I read of Terra Nova.  If you haven’t seen it, don’t.  It’s ridiculous in a terrible kind of way.  But I was thinking about it today thanks to my dream.  Specifically, I was thinking of this review, which is totally worth your time.

Upper Body Workout (Con Agua!)

Oh, my gracious, y’all…I have some great recipes in the works…I just need to get home, first.  Just a week and a half!  Somehow I just now remembered that Valentine’s Day is less than a month away.  Valentine’s Day is great because it’s completely up to The Man to put on all the lovey-dovey romantic show-and-tell, and all I have to do it sit back and recieve.  No…don’t worry…it’s my job to make a killer meal.  But let’s be honest, I put on great meals all the time.  For this occasion, I have to set out a great/stupendous/foodgasmic meal the likes of which the world has never seen.  And dessert.  There MUST be dessert.

Anyway, rest assured there are a few dozen recipes in the works and I will be sharing them all.  I actually have four different desserts planned, too, which is awesome because I love dessert more than anything in the whole wide world.  Except that I totally won’t be eating any of them (such a lie, btw…) because my WEDDING is 3 months from Saturday!!  Eek!

ANYWAY…

My legs were absolute Jell-O after last night’s squatstravaganza, but it’s been way too long since I gave my upper body a fair shake.  It’s also been an atrociously long time since I’ve been anywhere near a swimming pool.  In case you didn’t know, I was a fish in another life.  I swam competitively for 12 years before college and continued recreationally until I deployed and haven’t been since.  Well, today was the day, people!  In addition to reuniting with the water and replenishing my chlorine stores, I got a hell of an upper body workout.

500 m Warm-up (Free)
250 m Stroke only (Free, using the leg buoy)
25 m Breast (Rec.)
5 x 50 m Sprint (Free) w/ 5 Poolside Push-ups in between sprints
25 m Breast (Rec.)
5 x 50 m Sprint (Free) w/ 5 Poolside Push-ups in between sprints
25 m Breast (Rec.)
250 m Stroke only (Free, using leg buoy)

Killer.  I’m much more out of shape in the water than I thought, though.  I need to make this a regular thing.

Dinner tonight was some “Vanilla-Pepper Roast Chicken” (I got a whole chicken this time, so it should last 3 or 4 days) and roast veggies.

I’ve never heard of “Vanilla-Pepper Chicken” before, but I’m absolutely going to recreate it.  No, really, it’s on my growing list of recipe-inspiration.  I know you all are probably sick and tired of me being away from the kitchen and doing this whole All Talk/No Cook business…so please, please, please don’t worry.  The best is yet to come!

Cecilia

I both love and hate The WOD Shop.  I love it because it eliminates any need I have to be creative when it comes to my workouts.  I hate it because it causes me physical pain.

Today’s WOD:

3 Rounds for Time:
400m Run
50 Squats

Since it’s a randomly generated WOD and has no name, I shall call this one “Cecilia,” because she broke my heart.  When I told The Man about it, his initial response was, “Oh, that’s cool.  Good for you!”…you know, which actually meant something like *Oh, you wussie*

Whatever.  Say what you want.  I know she looks harmless, but she HURT.  I finished in 14 minutes.  I’m sure there were extra seconds added on to that but I used a wall clock to time myself, so deal with it.

Breakfast this morning was an old favorite…Pumpkin Spice Hot Cereal.

Obviously I don’t have a food processor at the hotel, so I just used 1/4 c almond meal instead of the ground pecans.  I was also missing the spices but it was just fine without them.

Today was another loooooooooong day of class.  The course is pretty intense but that’s a good thing because I’m learning a lot.  However (comma) I have to admit that I’m a little worried I may be developing a bed sore on my ass from sitting nine hours a day.

Central Market had a special on today for brisket–one of my favorite things about Texas–so clearly I had a patriotic obligation to eat it.  A lot of it.  With B-nut squash and a ton of sea salt.  Natch.

During/after dinner, The Man and I watched the State of the Union together via Skype.  In fact, one of our first dates was watching Obama’s first State of the Union address.  Don’t judge.

A Date With Michael

Today’s workout was “Michael,” a super simple one I could bring to the hotel gym:

3 Rounds for Time:
800m Run
50 Supermen
50 Sit-ups

It was perfect not just because of it’s portability, but because it’s a down and dirty combo of my two favorite kinds of exercise–running and abs.  However, like any good Crossfit WOD, it’s simplicity is inversely related to it’s suck-factor.  I was already a little sore around the middle from yesterday’s hotel room Tabata session, so the supermans almost broke me off.  My runs were strong, though, which is encouraging because I’ve got less than a month before the half marathon…I ran each of them at 7min/mi pace.  I forgot my phone so I couldn’t time the WOD, but watching the wall clock I’m guessing I came in around 14 minutes.

After my date with “Michael,” I also got in a couple quickies:

(Get your mind out of the gutter)

3 Rounds:
10 Air Squats
10 Dumbbell Deadlifts
Followed by 3 Rounds:
10 Hanging L-sits
10 Shoulder Flyes

I’m sufficiently pooped.

Speaking of favorite things, I finally got around to bringing my toaster oven up to the room…I’ve had Old Faithful ever since college when he was my go-to for midnight Pop Tarts and butter-soaked toast.  Ah, memories…



Instead of Pop-Tarts, I made some sweet potato fries…one of my most favorite things ever.  And if they’re not one of yours, too, you’re just not an American.

Easy Sweet Potato Fries
(Serves 1-2)

1 Large Sweet Potato
1 T Extra Virgin Olive Oil
1 T Coarse Sea Salt

Cut the sweet potato into strips (I had a hell of a time doing this with my Gerber, btw).  Toss into a plastic bag or tupperware with oil and salt.

Bake at 425 degrees for 30 minutes.  I like mine a little crispy around the edges, so I had them in there for about 35 mins.

I enjoyed mine with a side of organic marinara and some leftover roast chicken.

My room still smells like baking sweet potatoes…it’s safe to say that I’ll be sleeping easy tonight.  But before that happens I’ll be watching The Bachelor.  Don’t judge.  Shit’s going down, you guys…See you tomorrow!

A Killer Hotel Room Workout

I’ve been forcing myself to sit still all day.  The whole week was crazy busy in class, and I was on the go pretty much all day yesterday with a planned relaxing evening that was promptly ruined…first, the blog had its little hiccup and then my TV went out.  I know, life is soooo hard.  Whatever, it was stressful, ok?

What I’m trying to say is…I needed a day in.  And I kind of had one.  I woke up late-ish and got my first assignments for the semester, did laundry, and read a little.  I also spent two hours of my life–that I will never get back–attempting to move the blog over to WordPress.  I failed.  Miserably.  It’s really confusing for someone as computer illiterate as me, so I ended up deleting everything in what I’m sure was a very colorful fit of rage.  I’m not giving up on the idea because WP can make a really nice-looking blog, but if it happens it’s going to be because I successfully recruited some poor schmuck to do the dirty work for me.

After said tantrum, I realized that if I stayed cooped up any longer, bad things might happen.  There was a farmer’s market down at the Quarry, so I headed over and then had lunch and did a little shopping at Whole Foods for the week.

Officially, this is my new favorite salad…spinach, kale, dark meat turkey, cherry tomatoes, roasted mushrooms, sea salt, and EVOO.  With coffee…obviously.

Even after I got back in from my little outing I was really restless, so I put together a nice little workout I could do in my room.  And let’s be honest, I was dying for an excuse to test a new top I got at Old Navy this morning…super psychedelic and only $10!!!

The workout is nothing crazy, involves nothing but your sweet self, is only 16 minutes, and got rid of any excess energy I had left.  In fact, I felt like I’d been hit by a truck.

Warm-up (3 x Rounds of 10 Jumping jacks, 10 trunk rotations, 10 push-ups, 10 split kicks)
1 round each (20 sec work/10 sec rest):
Burpees
Sit-ups
Push-ups
Air-Squats

Had to blast the AC afterwards…I was schweaty.

For dinner tonight, I picked up a roast chicken from WF.  My Mom is probably the biggest fan ever of the whole chicken for quick meals, and I’m ashamed to say I really never understood the joy and ease of it until today.  A whole organic chicken is only $8.99 and I can just keep anything I don’t finish in the fridge.  It’s pre-seasoned with garlic, salt, pepper, sage, and thyme.  It’s tender.  Juicy.  Crispy.  What’s not to love?!

Just a heads up, this is going to happen again…probably at home, too.  Every grocery store on the planet has a stand with whole roast chickens, so why the hell not??  (At Sam’s you get two per bag!!).  I This would also be a great idea for anyone on the road.

I shredded as much as I could eat onto a plate, nuked it, and had it alongside some broccoli crunch salad (broccoli, almonds, raisins, bacon)…

Delicious.  Back to class tomorrow…I’m already planning on doing “Michael” (it’s Monday’s WOD at my Crossfit gym) here at the hotel gym.  I love the simpler ones that I can take on the road!

Technical Difficulties

So I changed my blog layout.  Again.  This time, though, it was after something went horribly wrong and the layout got completely undone and no matter what I tried I couldn’t fix it.  I’m also inept at anything involving computers, and I’m positive that something got screwed up with the HTML.  I was playing around with a lot of fun blog-cessories I found on the Food Blog Alliance…and let’s just say I got a little carried away.

Long story short, I had to revert to one of the “Classic Templates” for the blog because for some reason, only this and a couple others would move everything back to where it was supposed to be.  If anyone has a better idea, please let me know…

What does this mean for the blog?  Not a whole lot, but I was pulling my hair out for a good part of the afternoon/evening yesterday so I want you to feel my pain.  No, I don’t really.  But I am going to keep working on the issue until I can find a better solution because I’ll be honest, this layout is so 2006.  If I can’t resolve everything on this domain I’ll probably just say Screw It and move everything over to WordPress.

More to follow…and hopefully you won’t even notice the fact that everything is totally, utterly, obviously, blatantly, strikingly different.

-C

Blog Doctrine and My Fleet of Huskies

Last night I went for a short run and collapsed on the bed, flipped on some pay-per-view, and fell asleep mid-text-war with The Man.  Well, not so much a text “war” as a disjointed texting frenzy in which he was essentially rubbing in my face the fact I couldn’t watch this week’s Ti-Vo’d collection of The Daily Show and I was going back and forth between complaining about my hotel’s lack of my favorite TV channels and waxing poetic about how much I want another puppy.  Specifically, how I want another husky…and some day, perhaps a Fleet of Huskies to pull me all around town on a sled.

No, really.  That’s how I spent my Friday night.  Don’t judge.

I miss her :(

By the time I got up this morning, the sun was already up and I was starving.  I watched some early coverage of the South Carolina primary (yes, I’m a Politigeek), computed, and Google-Read whilst consuming an absurd amount of coffee and the last of the carrot-raisin muffins.

Besides my usual round of catching up with news, emails, and other “regulars,” I spent a good deal of time perusing Food Blog Alliance, a pretty comprehensive resource for food bloggers with almost everything you can think of–suggestions for design/layout, post construction, admin stuff, photography, legal stuff…for example, there is a great article on when you should list a recipe as “adapted from” versus “inspired by” another blogger’s recipe and another one that links to an extended list of food adjectives.  I stumbled across it last night and I’m hooked…clearly I’m not a professional blogger, and even though blogging is highly individualized, there’s a ton of “doctrine” in the blogosphere I had no idea existed.  Whether you’re new to blogging or not, I would highly recommend browsing some of the articles for some inspiration…I doubt anyone couldn’t find something new!

Whether this is a true “food blog” or not is something I’ve been rolling around in my mind a lot lately.  There’s also the question of whether or not I can claim the “fitness blog” label, too, since I do talk about fitness and exercise but it’s certainly not a dominant topic…feel free to weigh in here.  Obviously, nothing governs the usage of those titles, but the lines get fuzzy sometimes.  By no means do I pump out the volume of recipes or choreograph my own workouts like some of the Bigger Names (who can, by the way, get away with writing posts like this one that’re all talk and no cook that’s just as widely read without people thinking they’re just ranting like a crazy person…sorry, guys).  It would also help if I had any photography skills…but at least I’m using a real camera these days instead of my phone.  Success!

Anyhoo…I’ll spare you from here.  I swear I didn’t just sit at my computer all day reading Blog Doctrine.  I swear I actually have a life.  Sometimes.

Later in the morning I went over to the same yoga studio I found the other day for a “Power Vinyasa” class.  I’m extremely critical of Vinyasa classes anywhere but my “home studio” in Austin–our instructor is unbelievable.  Everyone probably says that about their favorite teacher, but seriously…Keith is one-of-a-kind and I refuse to believe that there is anyone who even comes close.  The class this morning was a heck of a workout so I can’t complain too much, but had none of the spirituality that I like in my yoga practice…win some, lose some.

Post-yoga refreshment:

Fruit salad, coffee (!!!), and microwaved banana with cashew butter

If you hadn’t noticed, I’ve been ravenous for sweet and carby foods this morning…not sure what’s going on with that.  The rest of my day involves copious amounts of shopping.  Trust me, I need it.  I’d like to have something other than yoga pants and ratty T-shirts to wear once in a while…you know, like a normal person ;)

Outside the (Black) Box

I am a morning person.  My whole life, I’ve loved mornings.  Like, really looked forward to waking up kind of love for mornings.  It’s just when you start waking me up way earlier than I’m comfortable with only to rush me out the door (I never even have enough time to brew a pot of coffee) that I get really b*tchy and become one of those people no one can tolerate before noon.  I don’t have to go to PT while I’m in class in San Antonio, so I’ve been getting back in touch with my roots lately–my alarm goes off at 6, I go prep the coffeepot, go back to bed and lay around until said coffee is done, consume said coffee, make breakfast, then putz around in my pajamas until about 8.  Amazing.  (And yes, I know 6 is early but keep in mind that I usually get up at 4:30, so bite me).

Oh, and another nice thing about not getting up at the a**crack of dawn…I have so much more energy to work out on my own.  I mean, sure, I usually get a second workout in at some point in the afternoon, but when you’re actually well-rested (I’ve been sleeping an average of 10 hours a night this week…oh yeah) I can work out once a day and get a whole heck of a lot more out of it.  Funny how that works.

I have both an APFT and the Austin Half Marathon coming up, so I’ve been making a point of running a bit more–or at least doing some sprint and speed work.  I’ll tell you, I don’t miss running a bajillion miles every day.  At all.  My run yesterday was short but I guarantee you I got more out of it than any 10-miler of yore.  This was on a treadmill but you could easily take it outside…it’s basically 1 minute of max effort and 3 minutes at a slow jog.

5 min – 10 min/mi
1 min – 6 min/mi
3 min – 10 min/mi
Repeat x 7 (Total 30 minutes)



I also worked my 5RM on shoulder press and the leg press machine…leave it to those Navy guys to hog the squat bar…

I’ll admit, I’m being extremely experimental by consciously not running much to train for the half.  In the past I’d be throwing at least two 8-10 mile runs in a week at this point and running up about 30 miles a week at minimum.  But over the last year I’ve gotten so much stronger and faster not doing that, and I feel better.  The first test was the Super Spartan in December, and The Man and I both did awesome having Crossfit-ed a whole lot without having run more than maybe a 10k for months (I hadn’t run that much in over a year thanks to being deployed)…I finished 4th in my age group and 12th overall out of 600-something women.

The Man finally got me dabbling in some of the Max Effort Black Box programming and adding more and more max effort lifts into my routine.  I’m no fitness expert by any means, but I like the philosophy behind it–you get stronger when you actually exert your max effort once in a while.  I’ll tell you, after a max effort lift, I’m generally ready for a long nap, so believe you me…your world can be sufficiently rocked in a couple minutes under a barbell.  What’s more, with my history of adrenal burnout, I like Mark Sisson’s point that it’s a lot harder to overtrain this way…when you’re hell bent on running long distances or slogging through a metcon every day, you’re more likely to complete the workout when you shouldn’t and cause damage to yourself.  When you’re trying to lift heavy and you’re burned out, you’re simply not going to be able to do it. Either the bar goes up or it doesn’t, and in the case of the latter you get a free wake up call–Hey, dummy, take a break.

OK, I know you all don’t care about that and will laugh until you cry when I attempt to run this half marathon and end up passing out and falling in the lake.  Whatever.  I would totally laugh at me, too, so no love lost.  You guys are great :)

Oh! Oh!  My blog is featured on Shape.com in Fitness Bloggers Reveal: What’s in Their Gym Bag…all of the other ladies have way better pictures than I do, but mine was taken at work and I always look terrible at work…Special thanks to Charlotte Hilton Anderson of The Great Fitness Experiment for putting this up!

Krunch, Not Krap

I bought a tub of Steve’s Paleo Krunch Cereal the same time I got my first bag of Paleonola but I’m ashamed to say that it took me another three weeks to try it (Spoiler Alert: it keeps in the fridge!  Success!).

I brought both varieties of Paleo “cereal” with me to San Antonio for the obvious reason that all I had to do is pick up some fruit and almond/coconut milk to stash in the fridge for a nice, quick breakfast.  Before the leap to Paleo I was a cereal fiend–seriously, for the longest time the only things I asked people to send me in Iraq were boxes of cereal (and chocolate, of course!)–and I’m not gonna lie, the simplicity of a good cereal breakfast would be nice every now and then.

While Paleonola was a lot more like a trail mix, Steve’s is baked into clumps so that it has a texture exactly like traditional granola…it’s hard not to nosh on the bigger clumps up near the top.  I’m absolutely going to try out some of the other flavor varieties because the Original tastes amazing.  Again, I’m strongly reminded of the good old fashioned granola of my misguided youth.  Except this is so much better, both because it’s a helluvalot better for you but it also tastes better.

I had mine this morning with a banana, handful of raspberries, and almond milk.  I also appreciated that it didn’t get soggy in the almond milk like a wheat or oat based granola would.
Wanna know what’s the most awesome part of all?  ”Almond meal, shredded coconut, raw sunflower seeds, raw pumpkin seeds, almond slivers, coconut oil, honey, vanilla extract.”  That’s a pretty stellar ingredient list…most commercial cereals might as well be boxed toxic waste.  Even that Kashi krap is a little suspect to me.  I laughed out loud at a reader comment I got a couple weeks ago about the claim that Kashi cereal has as much protein as an egg:  ”Just eat the effing egg!!!!!”  I mean, duh! Seriously!!
I wouldn’t eat this stuff every single day because it’s a little nut-heavy, but every now and then when you’ve got a hankering for cereal or just need a quick and easy breakfast, it’s perfect.  Trust me, as a former Granola Addict (and I’ll be honest with you…Peanut Butter Puffs made up the better part of my diet as a child/teen/young adult), that means something.  I don’t have a kid and probably won’t for a very long time, but if I did I’d feed him/her this stuff without a second thought.  Yes, ours will be Paleo Babies!