Yet another delicious fruity breakfast recipe.

Well, getting back into clean eating mode has proven a little more difficult than I expected. Mostly because it’s freaking freezing outside and who wants to eat a cold salad when there’s a windchill of negative 10? Someone, maybe, but not me. Soup is a great alternative, but eating it every single day gets old real quick.

So the trick, which I am far from mastering, is eating clean, energy dense foods that are still warm and satisfying. Mac and Cheese only satisfies¬†one¬†of these goals it turns out. I’ve had a couple of successes though.

My greatest accomplishment so far this winter is definitely a Banana-Berry Baked Oatmeal, which has received rave reviews and requests for more. I’ve made it twice.

Here's the first batch.
Here’s the first batch.

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A dear John letter to junk food

Dear Carbs,

Well, to be honest, I’m not really sure how to say this. It’s been so great seeing you over the holidays. These last three weeks have been really great. You are so sweet, so deep. I’m always surprised how much I discover I’ve missed you when we get back together like this. You really are truly delicious.

This time when we reunited though, things just got so intense. I started approaching you in elaborate ways I never considered before. I mean, I baked! I made Mac and cheese from scratch, all for you! The black and white cake balls were truly inspired. I loved the chex mix so much I made it twice.


But I don’t know if it’s because we’ve been apart for so long, and I’ve learned to live happily without you, or if it’s because our reunion had been so intense, but…and I’m so sorry, I just can’t do this anymore. You make me feel bad. And worse, you make me feel bad about myself. I can feel so good when I’m with you, but a couple hours later I’m overwhelmed by how crappy you’ve made me feel.

Frankly, it’s just not healthy. This isn’t how relationships are supposed to work. I can’t keep this going with you when I know you’re just going to encourage me to make decisions that will hurt me in the end. No matter how much I love you, I have to put myself first. We can’t keep doing this. It’s not healthy and it’s time for me to move on. But I do truly wish you the best.

Take care of yourself,

After the Flood

Oh my god. I am so full. Holidays, man. I read (somewhere) that the average American puts on ten pounds during the holiday season. Ten Pounds! Last year when there wasn’t a big difference between holiday eating and my normal lifestyle I would have thought that was astronomical. Sadly, this weekend I believe it. I was planning on posting “before and after” photos of myself for the New Year, but at this point I don’t feel good enough to even show off a difference!

It all started three weeks ago, when my lovely friend cooked dinner for a girls’ night, and the food consisted of pasta, garlic bread and cookies. I’d like to tell you that it hasn’t been all simple carbs and saturated fats for the twenty-two days since then, but…mostly it’s been all simple carbs and saturated fats with a few fruits and vegetables here and there.

Until today. I have been feeling progressively more and more terrible for the last two weeks: waking up with headaches, feeling sluggish…not to mention feeling like my pants are a bit tighter than they are supposed to be. I’ve kept making excuses, though. “Well, it’s a special occasion.” “Eh, it’s pointless to reboot now, I have that party on Friday…” But today, I’m out of excuses, and I think I feel just gross enough that excuses wouldn’t matter anymore anyway.

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