I’ve never been good with resolutions. Hell, last year I made a massive list to accomplish, places I/us wanted to go, and habits I wanted to acquire. It was a ridiculous list! I don’t know if I did a single one of the things I typed up, printed off, and then proceeded to lose in my mess of an office. Way to start 2014.
All was not lost. I did knock out a 5k on New Year’s Day on 01/01/14, the Commitment Day Race organized by the gym I used to attend. And I froze my beautiful plus-sized booty off that day. It was 22* outside with wind howling…I swear I saw snowflakes. I almost broke my ass on a piece of ice on the trail as well! I finished the race, my feet were killing me (plantar fasciitis), and I felt great when I was done but I couldn’t feel my cheeks–either set.
So what am I going to do for 2015?
I’m calling it 2015 Changes instead of resolutions because resolutions are just meant to be broken, right? Live healthy and live well. That’s it! Do more, move more, and cook more. Very general, but that’s what it is.
I’ve been working on a list of places to visit here in our new part of the state and can’t wait to explore them. One of those places is going out into the forest with the animals, and crazies that may run around, and go camping. I’m a little freaked. I’ve been told by many to not worry, it’s beautiful, it’s quiet, and I’ll enjoy it. But I can’t get out of my mind that there’s a mountain lion stalking us from the brush or we’ll happen upon some mountain hermit who thinks we’re with the government and he’ll go ape shit on us. Yeah, I’m paranoid. Fact. And I’ve watched too many of those Dateline/60 Minutes type shows about freak incidents, murders, and disappearances.
So if I make it out of the woods I’ll continue my healthy life changes that I’ve made. Since moving into the new house in November I’m down six pounds and my pants fit better. I have a long way to go, but I’m taking it ten pounds at a time. There’s no other way to do it. A recent find was a free app I use in the morning to get myself up and at ’em. The 7 Minute app is put out by the New York Times and I love it. Very basic, you set up how long you workout, and when you use their recommended setup you’ll have a mini workout done in seven minutes. Will this shed all my weight ha no, but it will set up a routine for myself that I need.
I’ve cooked up a storm in this new house and I thoroughly enjoy it. Throughout most of our marriage my husband has been the one who cooks. He’s good at it, doesn’t need recipes due to his own little mental cookbook, and it comes easy to him. Me, not so much. I never actually learned to cook as a youngin’ and have tried to dabble a little over the years; however, I tend to get extremely frustrated. Burned the garlic, over cooked the pork, ingredients not ready when you need to throw them in, or I simply didn’t read the recipe ahead of time and missed certain ingredients. All very easy to fix, but I put so much pressure on myself and I don’t know why. It’s just food! A few years ago I even took cooking classes, which were great, and I’d keep at it for a few weeks and then I’d taper off.
So what about baking? I’m better in that department. Homemade croissants, frangipane tarts, cinnamon rolls, breads, I have made a lot of them; however, due to a sweet tooth of ridiculous proportions I keep baking to a minimum. My ass thanks me for it.
So where do I stand on the cooking front?
- Homemade chicken stock
- Pork wontons (with extras to freeze)
- Lentil and Italian sausage soup
- Seared pork chops finished in the oven with stone ground mustard sauce
- Wonton and bok choy soup
- Roasted brussel sprouts with bacon and dijon new potatoes
- Sweet cherry pie
- Sicilian chicken soup
And those are what I remember off the top of my head that I made recently.
My tummy is grumbling now.
How are you starting out 2015?