There is a reason I started this Blog before New Years. It is the same reason I chose things everyday good and bad that are healthy or distructive. Commitment to anything is hard. I will not resolve to lose weight this year. It is my most sure way to fail is to place an unattainable or set goal. I am choosing to say. I don't care if my tradition is to drink and eat too much on New Years Eve. I am going in with a set plan, roasted veggies and one glass of Sangria.
Why roasted Veggies? I love them and I know I can eat a whole big plate of them with less calories than any other delicious cocktail weenie that might come in front of me.
Why Sangria? It is made with Pomegrante juice and a soda and I will be getting all of the added benefits of the vitamins in the fruit and juices without the big heavy calories that a few drinks can tack on.
Roasted Veggie Recipe
(supplement your favorite veggies)
1 cup Carrots
4 Red Potatoes quartered
2 Onion (or Shallots) sliced
2 fennel bulbs cut in cut about same size as other veggies
1 Red Pepper
1Green Pepper
1 Asparagus (always break the ends and use the tender part)
1 cup Olive Oil
1/4 cup lemon juice
3-4 crushed garlic cloves (Or about 2 tablespoons)
1/2 tsp black pepper
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp rosemary
whisk together.
Toss veggies in the oiled mixture and cook for 45 minutes at 375 tossing once to make sure they get a yummy carmelization.
Pomegrante Sangria
2 bottle Beau Jolis
1/4 cup Triple Sec
1/3 cup brandy
1 12 oz lemon lime soda (Diet is ok)
1 32 oz bottle of crandberry pomegrante juice
2 cups diced fruit- oranges, pomegrante, grapes, lemons, limes, green apples or anything you like!
mix, let flavors meld 4 hours serve chilled- for extra fancy parties freeze an ice ring with pom seeds or crandberries and serve in a punch bowl
A Chubby Momma embracing fitness with a bit of self deprecation, humor, raw honesty and wisdom
Monday, December 31, 2012
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Momma Moderation- Intro
I have been weight obsessed or denying weight obsession my whole life. It seems they gave me a pack of tampon and I started thinking I could make my life better if only a magical fat fairy would hit me with their skinny wand. I would have gotten better grades, people would like me better, my accounts would all be in order if only she would remold my body.
In fact, I would have done anything to have that perfect body. Except maybe diet and exercise with a real commitment. Join a gym, get a workout buddy, eat smaller meals, eat no carbs, eat low carbs, eat whatever you want, eat low fat, eat the right fats, eat less “junk”, eat more greens, eat everything in moderation, don’t eat, eat everything in sight and then shamefully regurgitate it at 3 am in a tearful tirade at the toilet.
There are words I have learned to hate:
• Moderation
• Motivation
• Athlete
• Exercise
These words made me feel guilty. Guilt born because I believed didn’t have the ability to moderate my own food intake or exercise habits. I felt bad that I would rather sit on the couch with a bag of chips then live a truly authentic life experience.
I have been hiding behind pounds and walls of flesh. I have been taking the elevator through life. I have never run a marathon. I haven’t even walked one as an adult. I have never maintained a healthy weight. I have never stayed on a diet for more than 6 months. I have never stayed on any exercise program for more than a few months. I have in good faith entered into countless attempts at change only to hide from that change when challenged.
I am afraid to commit to putting myself out there on a blog. I am afraid I will quit or publically fail. I am afraid I will not make that 6 month mark here that my old comfortable life and fat mom jeans will again swallow me up. I know I need to do this. I need accountability and I believe I am ready to commit to myself and to my readers. I will change the way I live my life and seek the health I know I deserve.
Please follow me on my journey! The only way I will be able to accomplish this journey is by working at it and being supported!
Regina
In fact, I would have done anything to have that perfect body. Except maybe diet and exercise with a real commitment. Join a gym, get a workout buddy, eat smaller meals, eat no carbs, eat low carbs, eat whatever you want, eat low fat, eat the right fats, eat less “junk”, eat more greens, eat everything in moderation, don’t eat, eat everything in sight and then shamefully regurgitate it at 3 am in a tearful tirade at the toilet.
There are words I have learned to hate:
• Moderation
• Motivation
• Athlete
• Exercise
These words made me feel guilty. Guilt born because I believed didn’t have the ability to moderate my own food intake or exercise habits. I felt bad that I would rather sit on the couch with a bag of chips then live a truly authentic life experience.
I have been hiding behind pounds and walls of flesh. I have been taking the elevator through life. I have never run a marathon. I haven’t even walked one as an adult. I have never maintained a healthy weight. I have never stayed on a diet for more than 6 months. I have never stayed on any exercise program for more than a few months. I have in good faith entered into countless attempts at change only to hide from that change when challenged.
I am afraid to commit to putting myself out there on a blog. I am afraid I will quit or publically fail. I am afraid I will not make that 6 month mark here that my old comfortable life and fat mom jeans will again swallow me up. I know I need to do this. I need accountability and I believe I am ready to commit to myself and to my readers. I will change the way I live my life and seek the health I know I deserve.
Please follow me on my journey! The only way I will be able to accomplish this journey is by working at it and being supported!
Regina
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