Bec Gets Healthy

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Tue, 26 Feb 2013 08:19:42 -0500

onenerdychick: forrrrrreeeeeever reblog. SHIP IT. Always love

Tue, 26 Feb 2013 08:17:57 -0500

onenerdychick:

forrrrrreeeeeever reblog. SHIP IT.

Always love

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Tue, 26 Feb 2013 08:15:32 -0500

healthyisalwaysbetter: omg i can not take this. This looks so...

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 17:09:40 -0500

healthyisalwaysbetter:

omg i can not take this. This looks so beautiful and delicious woah gimme gimme gimme

Where my oatmeal bitches at? BECAUSE...

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 19:52:23 -0400

Where my oatmeal bitches at? BECAUSE YUM.

getfitella:

berryhealthy:

Baked Oatmeal Casserole
Total Time: 50 minutes
Serves: 6

Ingredients
2 cups gluten-free rolled oats
1/3 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup walnut pieces
1 cup raspberries {any berries work}
1/2 cup milk chocolate chips
2 cups milk
1 large egg
3 tablespoons butter, melted
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
1 ripe banana, peeled, 1/2-inch slices

Instructions
1. Preheat oven to 375°F and generously spray the inside of a 10-1/2 by 7 inch baking dish with cooking spray and place on a baking sheet.
2. In a large bowl, mix together the oats, sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, salt, half the walnuts, half the strawberries and half the chocolate. (Save the other half of strawberries, walnuts and chocolate for the top of the oatmeal). In another large bowl, whisk together the milk, egg, butter and vanilla extract.
3. Add the oat mixture to prepared baking dish. Arrange the remaining strawberries, walnuts and chocolate on top. Add the banana slices to the top then pour the milk mixture over everything. Gently shake the baking dish to help the milk mixture go throughout the oats. Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until the top is nicely golden brown and the milk mixture has set. For an extra tasty top, sprinkle a tablespoon or so of extra brown sugar.

I need to make this, with some even healthier changes.

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Sat, 01 Sep 2012 09:24:09 -0400

Yeah. That. lexloose: ell OH ell!

Thu, 02 Aug 2012 20:18:06 -0400

Yeah. That.

lexloose:

ell OH ell!

And This is How I'm Going to Get There

Mon, 16 Jul 2012 06:59:05 -0400

I’ve got a long way to go.

I KNOW, don’t focus on how far you have to go. And I’m not, I swear. But, reality is that I have quite a journey ahead of me. And behind me, for that matter.

Already, it’s been full of bumps and ruts in the road. I don’t see that changing. And when this is the automotive representation of my body…

… things are uncomfortable.

But, I don’t see myself stopping either. I’m just going to have to get better shocks and brakes and tires.

I’m going to need new fuel injectors and a full engine overhaul.

Right now, I’m kind of a hooptie. I run okay, but not great. I need body work. I need someone to give me some TLC.

And I’m ready to be my own mechanic. We’re going to make this body over with a good, old fashioned combo of diet and exercise.

CRAZY, RIGHT?

This lunatic is part of my pit crew.

I know, some people find her style of motivation annoying. Or offensive. If I had to actually face her in person, I probably would too. Except that I’d be too busy fangirling over her, but that’s another matter.

Since having her as my live in PT isn’t an option, I’ve got this.

That’s not all, though. I’m still going to run/walk. And do Zumba. And do weight training. And I know, that’s a LOT. I’m not doing it all in one day though. I’m just trying to push myself, because I like the was I FEEL when I accomplish things I couldn’t before.

And I’m going to refocus on healthy eating, not just for the weight loss benefits, but because I FEEL better when I fill my body with natural foods.

Because, that is how I’m going to get from hooptie to this.

Here’s the part where I spill the secret. If you missed the last blog post, don’t go back and read it, because about five seconds after I wrote it, I changed my mind.

I quit Weight Watchers.

Yes. I know. I had to. It was time.

My history with Weight Watchers is rocky at best, but one thing has proven consistent. We’re a one night stand, not a long term relationship. At most, we’re friends with benefits. We don’t last. And I take full responsibility. It’s not WW, it’s me.

So we broke up.

Of course, as soon as I hit that cancel button, I headed straight for the junk (in all honesty, I’d been eating like crap for three weeks).

And I realized something. My food issues are far from over. They are an active problem, and they require me to be active to work on them. I need to show up, every DAMN day, and fight against them. That doesn’t mean perfection every day. It means effort every day. It means honesty every day. It means remembering why I’m doing this every day.

So, I’m giving My Fitness Pal a go. I like the phone app better than WW already, and it’s nice not to have to worry about points calculation. (Please note, I’m not knocking Weight Watchers. I think it’s a great program, it’s just not a great program for this girl).

And I’m making an appointment with the nutritionist so that I can make sure I’m getting in all the necessities in.

I’ve already come a long way. Even with the gain of the last few weeks, I’m still down 50 pounds from 18 months ago. But, I’ve got another 150 to go, and that requires a level of dedication that I’d lost for a little bit.

I found it again.

I think maybe I needed to fall. If for nothing else than so I could remember that I can pick myself back up.

And so I could remember this.

<3 Bec

This.

Sun, 17 Jun 2012 10:39:45 -0400

This.

This Friday Night

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 09:26:01 -0400

This is my bffl.

God, I love this woman. We have been friends for 20 years. In girl speak, that means sometimes we’ve been closerthanthis and other times we didn’t talk. But, I love her like no other, and always have. Even when things were shitty, even when we had stupid fights about stupid things. She’s my bffl, that’s how we do.

Friday nights in the summer mean dinner with me and her and our two sons, who are the same age, and already little bffls in their own right.

Consequently, I LOVE Friday nights in the summer.

It means good food.

That is Baked Feta with Kale Pesto. If you like, I will totally give you the recipe (that I sort of followed), but I’m going to have to insist that you make me some because OH MY GOD OMNOMNOM.

Pizza! Organic Whole Wheat Crust, garlic scape pesto, asparagus, roma tomatoes and fresh mozzarella. YUM.

It means shitty booze, that is fully the same thing we were drinking in high school.

Go. Get some. It’s ridiculous good in that way that only crappy wine coolers can be.

It means hours spent sitting next to each other at one of our houses, talking and laughing and fangirling and sometimes crying and just fucking BEING.

And it makes me whole.

I was feeling particularly celebratory yesterday. My daughter graduated eight grade. I’m the parent of a high school freshman. My son made it through a tough year at school. I ran a sub 15:00 minute mile this week. And as of weigh in yesterday morning, all of the ugly weight gain is gone, plus another pound. That puts me down 29.8 pounds since I joined Weight Watchers this year, and down 60.2 pounds since January 2011.

THAT’S A LOT TO CELEBRATE. And she’s the best person to celebrate with.

Jen has seen me at my absolute worst and loved me anyway. She has sent me ‘come to jesus’ emails when I really, truly needed them. She has supported every effort of mine, no matter how ridiculous they might have seemed to the rest of the world.

Last night, Jen said that of all the different incarnations of me she’s known (and as someone who has felt the need to constantly reinvent herself, I can assure you, there have been plenty), she likes this one the best because it is the real me.

She gets me. And there is no better feeling in the world than being gotten.

I get her right back, too. I love her in all her flaily, fangirly glory. I love that she’s loud. I love that her personality is as big as the whole world. I love that she’s not perfect, that is is admittedly full of flaws, as am I, but that she like who she is anyway.

She’s my bffl.

If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up.

<3 Bec

Things to do today: Make a new...

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 07:44:03 -0400

Things to do today: Make a new playlist.

healthfactsandsixpacks:

100 RUNNING SONGS!

http://whaleyoubemyfriend.wordpress.com/2012/01/04/100-awesome-running-songs/#comment-159

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Wed, 13 Jun 2012 06:09:56 -0400

I had to resist the urge to add ‘Mother__cker!’ in the title of this post. But please know that in my head, I totally said it.

Here’s why.

This was me when I saw that.

Okay, reality. THIS was me when I saw it.

I teared up. Literally.

Since I started running back in January, being able to run a sub 15:00 mile has been my goal. I had to look back at DailyMile to check, but my first day of C25K, on 1/29/12 was a lot different.

And that wasn’t my highest pace. It has been as high as 19:00 over the past five months. And the next time I run, it probably won’t be under 15:00. It might be, but if it isn’t, it won’t matter. Because I did it.

I set a goal and I achieved it. THAT FEELS AMAZING.

What next? I have no idea. I’ve got three 5Ks over the next six weeks, each of which I’m looking forward to for a different reason, including THIS.

[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4EERSfHiqT8&w=560&h=315]

I’m so FLIPPING excited about this day. It looks like a blast, and I get to have some of my favorite girls with me: Jen, my bffl, Lisa, my favorite blonde, Sara, my running partner and Katie, my kick ass Zumba instructor and inspiration. It’s going to be an amazing day.

And even though she won’t be running next to me, my Meri will be there too, because she is the person who inspired me to start all of this crazy, so she’s always kind of with me. Which rocks, because she rocks.

After that, I’ll be training for the Diva Dash, and then getting ready to potentially do a triathalon next year.

Who am I??

That’s how it feels these days. I mean, I’m the same person, but I feel so very, very different. In the best possible way. And sometimes, it’s hard to remember how I felt six months ago.

But I think that’s just life, right?

<3 Bec

P.S. Since I promised foodie deliciousness, this is my lunch for today.

Quinoa salad with rainbow carrots, roasted fennel, lemon and dill. YUM.

ALL OF THIS. YES.

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 07:14:15 -0400

ALL OF THIS. YES.

Word.

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 07:12:09 -0400

Word.

Reblog if you are a Weight Watchers user!

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 06:42:51 -0400

bettershape-betterself:

I need to see more of you superfab people on my dash :)

Your recipe was perfectly fine :) and your pesto looks amazing... gonna try this soon

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 06:41:46 -0400

YAY!! Thank you!

Veggies

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 21:40:14 -0400

So, in an effort to blog more, because I like it, I think we’re going to start talking about food a whole hell of a lot around these parts.

Do you mind? I thought not.

So, this week, I got my first home delivery of local, organic produce. This ROCKED. Having it delivered, even to my MIL’s house, because the company doesn’t have my town on their route yet, was incredibly convenient. And, I got THIS.

Gorgeous, right? So much yum.

Strawberries, peaches, plums, apples, bananas, cucumber, asian greens, lettuce, kale, broccoli, roma tomatoes, rainbow carrots and garlic scapes. Garlic scapes? WHAT THE HELL IS A GARLIC SCAPE?

Those are garlic scapes. According to the interwebs, when bulbs of garlic grow underground, these are the curly stems that grow above ground. They look sort of like scallions, but they are really sturdy. And the smell… it’s this gorgeous, mellow garlic scent.

But, I’d never used them before and wasn’t really sure what to do with them. The internet seemed to favor making a pesto, and really, who am I to argue?

I don’t really ‘recipe’ much, but I’ll do my best to guesstimate, k?

Spinach Garlic Scape Pesto

1 bunch of garlic scapes. (I don’t know if bunches come in different sizes. God, I suck at this. But really, it’s pesto. It’s pretty hard to fuck up. )

1/4 cup chopped hazelnuts, toasted

Basil (about 10 leaves)

Spinach (3 large handfuls, probably 3-4 cups)

Juice of two small lemons

Pulse in food processor for a minute and then turn the food processor on high. Stream in olive oil until the consistency is ‘right’. (That’s personal preference. I prefer more of a paste, therefore, less oil.)

Add in parmesan cheese and pulse a few more times.

That’s it. You can eat it raw if you want (I don’t normally with regular garlic pesto, but with the scapes, it was mild enough). Or cook it on the stove top for a few minutes, just to take the edge off.

Then, do whatever the hell you want with it. Put it on pasta. Put it on bread. Put it on a spoon and shove it in your mouth. IT’S PESTO, IT HAS A MILLION USES.

I love the color. Also, I take terrible pictures. But whatever.

Now, to use the rest of my haul. I have an epic salad planned around the rainbow carrots. And there are some apple ‘nachos’ in my very near future. I’m thinking the kale might wind up in the kale pesto with baked feta for dinner with bffl on Friday night (which, hello, I could not be more excited about. She’s not only my bffl, she loves food as much as I do and we will talk about it endlessly. And probably laugh until our sides hurt).

My life? It’s so damn good right now.

<3 Bec

Get in me, ‘nachos’. nutritiongeek: Apple Nachos |...

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 11:39:43 -0400

Get in me, ‘nachos’.

nutritiongeek:

Apple Nachos | Manifestvegan

3 crispy and slightly tart apples

1 tsp lemon juice

3 tbsp creamy natural peanut butter

1/4 cup sliced almonds

1/4 cup pecans

1/4 cup flaked unsweetened coconut

1/4 cup vegan chocolate chips

“ For these, I sliced up some apples thin enough so it would be easy to eat the slice in one or two bites. I also lightly spritzed the apples with lemon juice to keep them from browning too fast.
Then I melted some peanut butter–until it was super runny–and drizzled it all over the apples. Next, I topped the apples and peanut butter with unsweetened flaked coconut, sliced almonds, a few pecans and, of course, chocolate chips. And finally, I drizzled a little more peanut butter onto the plate. Ya know, for good measure.”

I am in love with this.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 11:37:36 -0400

I am in love with this.

Word neversaydiet: That is fucking awesome.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 11:36:23 -0400

Word

neversaydiet:

That is fucking awesome.