A Two-Coffee Afternoon
My beautiful morning started with a forty minute early morning walk for Nigel. It’s 40 degrees so that meant flip-flops since I’m an optimistic girl.
My energy was high today but I was having some serious coffee cravings because it was a hectic day - started with the usual, French roast black.
Hello, dark passenger.
Lunchtime was fabulous because I met up with this guy!
This sweater makes me smile because it is from that period where you’ve dated someone long enough and can slowly, start replacing all the items in their closet and hope they don’t notice. What can I say, I love my preppy boys.
We went to Sopraffina for salads and I got the Farm Stand: with Mixed greens, candied walnuts, roma tomatoes, crumbled goat cheese, and sherry raisin vinaigrette. It was okay - the vinaigrette was overpowering and sweet nuts aren’t my thing. John helped me finish it! :D
We were also getting the finger bling resized and I was nervous - I’m between a 4.5 and 5 but the girl didn’t put a string around my finger or anything (I have no clue about the process but I thought it was more precise). She assured me they would get it perfect but really?
GAZE AT MY ALIEN HANDS!
I got a Starbucks coffee with a splash of non-fat milk and also enjoyed my packed snack - a slice of Ezekiel toast with Sabra hummus n’ olives.
Today’s Workout
I was so nervous about hot yoga today - I took a C2 hot yoga class with one of my favorite hard teachers and oh my goodness, every position was a twisty position with the strap.
When you use the strap, I always think, my body will never do that. Then the magic clicks and I check myself in the mirror and I think, Wow, I look kinda sexy when I do that. ;D
Every kneeling position on my right knee went like this, “Whyeeeee! Whyyyeeeee, does this cut hurt even though I put a bandage on it? Whyyyeeeee?”
Hope everyone had a good day!
Lunch Date, New House Fun
I started the day with two small leftover pizza slices and went over for a final inspection for our old place and turned in our keys - yay!
I met John for lunch and grabbed a sammie at Hannah’s Bretzel and treated myself to a yummy coffee from Starbucks (non-fat milk, sprinkle of cinnamon). Hobbling around Chicago is tough and I’m super self-conscious. I have so much more sympathy for slow walkers - who knows if they are secretly in pain and trying to hide it?
Our house is all boxes and piles and I am determined to find a permanent home for everything one thing at a time. Our living room is set up and my next big project will be to have the kitchen completely humming by Sunday - I miss cooking for us and sitting down to a nice meal at night!
Lunch Date
I had planned to meet John for lunch and skipped breakfast this morning. We went to Roti, one of my favorite downtown lunch spots and I had a delicious Mediterranean salad.
I ended up eating the pita, the falafel, the hummus, and only a few roasted veggies - the salad was yummy but my body wasn’t hungry for the whole bowl so I threw it away.
I have noticed I am extremely comfortable throwing food away and never feel guilty about it - I am sensitive to wasting so I am careful about what we buy as a family and I know I am blessed and lucky to afford this luxury. Just because someone gives it to me or just because I paid for it has never been a good enough reason for me to eat something. I have tied food so closely with my health and well-being that I am loathe to force my body to do something it doesn’t want to do.
Do you feel guilty throwing food away?
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Regarding @Likemeya’s really good discussion point:
You bring up an important and good point - this is a first world privilege and there’s a lot of us wasting food - the worst offense not only being the waste of the energy to develop the food but also in the packaging waste created.
I don’t waste at home - I buy carefully to minimize spoiling and I cook in small batches so I don’t have to throw away a large portion of a treat food - I think most of us are able to do this and I am not encouraging otherwise.
However, in terms of dealing with “food pushers” who are hurt when you don’t eat their food or restaurants where even the smallest portion is too large, I don’t think anyone should feel guilty saying no or just sending it to the trash bin. I make all attempts to refuse “extras” and specify the smallest amounts possible, but portions are large, and if I have half a plate of food in front of me, it’s best to not eat it if it won’t keep well till later and will just make me overeat now.
It’s a sad reality but health is a bigger priority for me in these situations.
