March 27, 2011 by
…to announce two very exciting things.
(AND? That photo was totally a recreation, at 11:38 am, after I’d eaten breakfast already.)
Did I bust through my plateau? Maybe, just maybe?
I *almost* didn’t weigh myself this morning. Yesterday was indulgent. First, I slept until 11 am, and then, since I skipped breakfast, I ate a giant, runger-fueled brunch at noon.
A two-egg omelet with cheese, toast with PB, and pineapple and yogurt topped with Kashi.
And then, because I had a dire need for chocolate, I made Kier’s Ooey Gooey Single Serving Chocolate Brownies for Tim and I. (Except I’m not cool enough to have stuff like almond milk in our house, so we used regular milk, and it worked)
And man, those were fan-freaking-tastic, and I may have to make them for dessert again tonight. (I calculated…one serving=260 calories, which really is excellent for how awesome it is.)
Then, for dinner, well, I was owed a steak dinner because I set a friend of Tim’s up on a blind date (that turned into a few more dates, but never went further—oh well). We went to The Majestic, which is kind of a quintessential Kansas City place: lots of steak and jazz.
I didn’t take pictures, but I consumed a cup of potato soup (that contained TWO different kinds of bacon), a 6 ounce filet mignon, garlic mashed potatoes, some butter-drenched veggies and three glasses of wine. The steak and wine and soup were awesome—the potatoes and veggies were just okay.
Tangent: I used to really hate Kansas City, but now I really like it. There’s something deeply satisfying about being able to drive downtown on a Saturday night, park for free, walk into a nice restaurant with live jazz without a reservation, and enjoy a great meal at a price that doesn’t even come close to what you’d pay in Chicago or New York. I’m happy with our decision to stay here for the time being.
ANYWAY, my point is that I almost didn’t weigh myself this morning, but I’m glad I did.
Apropos of the weight loss, this weekend I finally started noticing that my clothes are starting to seriously look big. I’m wearing a pair of jeans I haven’t worn in probably a year and a half comfortably now since my latest go-to pair is suddenly giving me saggy diaper butt…and this morning, for church, the cardigan I picked out was way looser than I remembered it ever being before. So…that’s nice, too.
2. Remember how I was in a slump, and you all were like “buy a Groupon and try something new!” and I was like, “Yeah, well, KC Groupons are usually for the opposite side of town and not at all convenient?”
My in-real-life bestie Lindsey (who blogs about her Cross-Fitting and primal/paleo eating lifestyle!) has been encouraging me to try CrossFit lately, and it’s definitely sounded like something I would like. I mean, come on—quick, intense workouts that involve lots of lifting heavy things and throwing and natural body movements? My kind of thing.
So when this popped up today I immediately bought it.
And then I felt a little guilty, because we are trying to save money and I’ve kind of forgotten about that for the last week and spent more than I should, and I have a perfectly adequate gym membership.
But…what’s done is done, and I am looking forward to trying this out after my half next week. My spring “racing season,” so to speak, will be over, and I think I’ll really like a new challenge.
Although I admit that I’m totally intimidated and also a little bit irritated that their website kind of implies that all runners are stupid and lazy. But whatever.
Anyhow, it’s been an exciting morning today, although I kind of feel like injecting Midol directly into my bloodstream and have had zero desire to menu plan for this week and am thus whining at Tim “What do you waaaant for dinnnner?” repeatedly.
What should I make for dinner? I took out boneless skinless chicken breasts, but am clueless beyond that.