For dinner I steamed up some broccoli and tofu (I do about 2 cups of broccoli–I’m obsessed) with some more brown rice on top. It was good, but not good enough, so I tossed back a corn thin sandwich (AB and real fruit jam) and 3 pieces of dark chocolate to tie it all together; needless to say I was goooood.
If this was journalism, I would need a nut grab in my story to grab your attention. Lucky for me, I can leave the nut grab behind and just let what I feel flow out onto the screen.
I’m trying to decide whether or not I should be embarrassed that I find the term “nut grab” funny in my fourth year of university, I’m going to go with not for the sake of this post.
This morning I started my day waking up at 8am with a little more energy then earlier in the week, which was a bit of a relief; I can’t wait to wake up in the morning with energy again, this head cold is putting me to bed early and making me sleep in late. All I seem to do right now is sip tea, sit, sleep and wait for my energy to return. I need to be more patient, but I’m not, maybe that will be one of next month’s resolutions.
So for brekkie this morning I decided against the usual bowl of oats and mixed things up. I sliced up an apple and dumped some goat yogurt on it (yes- I’m slightly lactarded- I pretend I’m not some days though- you’ll see) and topped that with organic granola and a couple frozen raspberries for style. It was pretty good, less filling then the oats, but a good change up from what was starting to be a creepy routine.
I followed up my brekkie with this lunch: leftovers from last night (recipe in previous post). Instead of dumping a bunch of brown rice on it, I just had a little bit and then filled it up with romaine hearts instead. I followed this, with 2 kiwis to feed my sweet tooth.
When I got home from school (my days go 10am-3pm) I was starving, so I snacked on corn thins with almond butter and also ate a piece of a chicken breast (apparently I didn’ t want to wait for myself to finish making the corn thin/almond butter combo- patience that I lack).
After having a cup of ginger tea and working on a paper, I popped in my Eoin Finn Pursuit of Happy Hips dvd and got to bending and flexing. I love his yoga dvds because they’re based on the concept of flow; uniting your breath with your body movement. I usually find it quite hard to do yoga at home with a dvd, but he offers them in different lengths so that I’m never bored enough to hit the skip button. So, I completed an hour of yoga before dinner, and I was feeling quite blissful by the time dinner rolled around.
So now, I’m sitting at home with a cup of tea, listening to Kenny Chesney sing me sweet nothings (I’m Alive) and I think I may just retire for the evening.