Hi, folks. As you’ve seen (yet again), I’ve disappeared (yet again). And (yet again), I wish I could say it was because I was on vacation. Nope. Thanks to Mother Nature, I have been temporarily displaced and wandering like a nomad, living out of a suitcase. As you can imagine, my diet and exercise regime has been totally disrupted, but I’m just glad to have heat, hot water, and electricity as I roam. Hopefully, I will check in again soon.
I’m in the midst of my weight loss journey. Some day I will wear a bikini. It’ll show surgery scars on my stomach, cellulite on my thighs, and boobs that have sagged a bit since my teen years. But I won’t care, ’cause I literally worked my ass off to get to where I felt okay wearing a bikini, and that’s enough for me.
Hubby loves spicy food. I just got an immersion blender. How do we marry the two? With curried sweet potato and carrot soup!
I peeled and cut up 3 organic sweet potatoes, along with 4 (skinny) organic carrots.
The pan heated up with a couple of tablespoons of olive oil while I prepared and chopped up a couple of tablespoons of leek.
I browned the leek, then added 2 teaspoons of curry, the sweet potatoes, and the carrots. I mixed everything together and let it cook for a couple of minutes.
Then, I poured 3.5 cups of vegetable stock into the pan.
The soup simmered, covered, for about 25 minutes. Finally, I used the immersion blender to puree the soup.
It was thick with a consistency somewhere between a bisque and mashed potatoes. Hubby loved the curry and thought it really gave a punch to the sweet potatoes and carrots. It was tasty and very filling. We each had a bowl, and there was enough left over for at least 2 more bowls.
Change is good, so I’ve changed my web address to make it easier for you to find me. You can now visit http://www.goingsteadyblog.com to reach this page.
This morning while practicing yoga, I had the thought that “the journey of a yogi begins with a single pose.” This idea really applies to everything in life because everything worth doing starts with a single step, a single idea, just one move forward.
That single step forward can be a new beginning, whether you take the first class towards a degree in the field of your dreams, you send out the first application for a job in your dream locale, or you take the first step on a treadmill towards the body of your dreams. Today is also a new beginning because it’s the first day of a new month and we’re just about in a new season as well. Also, it’s a new beginning for lots of people headed back to school.
Are you thinking about taking a step forward toward your dreams? With the new month and the new season, have you set new goals for yourself? What are they? What do you want to accomplish this month?
I’m saving my daily yoga practice for later today ’cause I figure it’s something I can do in the dark. Yep, folks, I’m on the east coast, so chances are I may be without power, water, or Saturday Night Live later today and tomorrow. (OK, so there may be some benefits to hurricanes. Sorry, SNL.) You may not hear from me for a day or two. Hope you’re all safe!
D*mnit. It was bound to happen. I woke up cranky yesterday and made the mistake of getting on the scale. After a good workout on Monday, I expected to at least maintain my weight, but it went up a bit. Sigh. I told myself that the scale means nothing and I’m supposed to focus on my total wellness. Except I didn’t feel so great. The rest of the day brought more work and family stress, and last night’s yoga didn’t calm me down like I’d hoped. Then I made the ultra-stupid mistake of getting on the scale again this morning. Dear reader, I probably weighed myself six different times, and got six different numbers, none of which pleased me.
So, by the time I made it to my evening walk/jog, I was not feeling the whole-new-lifestyle-isn’t-it-exciting vibe. I found myself walking through a forest and not even noticing it because my mind was abuzz with worries about work, family, and the d*mn scale. I finally had to stop, take a breath, look around, and remember that this is a lifestyle, not a quick fix. I can’t get rid of all sources of anxiety, and I can’t expect to magically change overnight. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
What do you do when you hit a little skid? What gets you back on track?