Healthy Eating Link Up!

I really enjoy clean eating.
I feel proud of myself every time I choose fresh veggies over donuts (....mmm donuts).
Changing your diet takes lots of creativity as well as will power.
If you are anything like me you start to try new flavor combinations to switch things up. I am all about convenience which has led me to many a drive thru.  This time I wanted to make sure I had enough healthy "Convenience" foods that I could push past those cravings.

In the morning I have been loving my smoothies.
I use a whole banana, a cup of Almond Coconut Milk, a tablespoon of almond butter pictured here, a scoop of protein powder and ice.

I usually sip on that through until lunch.
Lunch is usually chicken and a veggie.
I have an afternoon snack which is usually a Larabar or veggies and humus.
Dinner I switch it up. It depends what my family is having and how much time we have.

These past three weeks I have found some products at our local grocery store that I wouldn't normally try but decided to give it a go.

Gluten Free Brownie Mix

So so good. I also made it dairy free by replacing the butter with coconut butter. Seriously I fed it to unsuspecting victims and no one even knew.

Larabars

I always sing the praises of these but I can't speak of them enough. I always have one with me.

Bob's Red Mill Gluten Free Pizza Crust. (This is also dairy free).

Using this I made my new favorite pizza.
Make the crust and split into two. Each will make a 12'' pizza.
Slice fresh bell peppers (I used orange, red, and green.)
Slice onion and black olives.
Cook crust according to directions
When done spread 1/2 cup tomato sauce and top with veggies.
Here's the kicker.... on top put balsamic vinaigrette.
Bake for 15 more minutes.

For a 12'' pizza 1/4 is a serving and it's about 355 calories give or take.

I didn't miss the cheese and the crust was different but really good. Seriously Try it.

Alright everyone. I hope we have lots of link ups and remember it doesn't have to be a full recipe it can just be a product you love that's healthy and easy!

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Oh Hey Morning.

Today started out like every other day.

I hated the sunshine ruining my beauty sleep. 

My kids felt the need to watch 10 million kid shows instead of getting dressed, or eating breakfast. 

I made my protein smoothie that was then spilled in the driveway which caused my daughter to ask a million questions about why I said bad words and left my coffee in the driveway.

 

I didn't want to get dressed so I wore my pajama's to work, and got two compliments on how nice I looked....

Nailed it. 

Then the doctor told me he wanted me to take another class... next week. 

I stupidly stepped on the scale this morning just to check and was up... 

Yay. 

I also had a long conversation on the phone with my boo Alicia where I was preaching what I preach. 

Slow progress is progress and you just need to celebrate small victories and focus on the good. 

Then she said it

"Do you ever listen to yourself?"

Um no I'm annoying. 

But she's so right. I can tell you all about how to eat healthy and get over the number on the scale, and yet here I am in a pissy fucking mood because the scale isn't moving the way I want it too. 

I need to focus on the positive just as much as I tell everyone else too. 

I spilled my whole breakfast in the dirt and yet I DID NOT stop at Dunkins to eat my sadness in donuts. 

I stopped by the grocery store and got an apple and healthy snacks to hold me over. 

THAT IS HUGE. 

I decided it's time for some positive affirmations. I need to feel good about myself because I'm pretty fucking awesome. 

I found this online and decided to give it a go. 

http://schooloflifedesign.com/products/dailyselflove.pdf

Let me say I am not big on the whole self love thing, but I think there comes a time when everyone needs to sit down and remember how awesome they are. 

Do any of you do this on a regular basis? Try this worksheet with me today. Let me know what you think. 

Don't forget Alicia and I are having a big healthy food and recipe link up tomorrow!!! Make sure you link up with us!

Oh Shit

So my kids will officially be out of daycare by the end of the month.
I'm starting to have that, holy fuck what I have I done feeling.
Right now I don't work on Friday's and my kids still go to daycare.

Judge all you want, I do me.
This is my day to get shit done around the house and go on my long runs during training. This is also my shopping addiction day, where I buy things no one needs.
When my kids are out of daycare I will be staying with them on Fridays.
Good-bye free time. Hello more money, with no time to spend it.
I'm excited to spend more time with my kids. Especially when the weather is nicer. We have a beach within walking distance and in the next town over is an amazing playground. I plan to be outside  A LOT.
That leaves me with my long runs.
When the F am I going to get those done.
I called the hubs crying and he told me "Babe I know you and if you want to do something you are going to figure out a way to do it, beside your long runs are only like 45 min right? I can just watch the kids"

... I jumped on that bandwagon before he could figure out the math and realize that pretty soon my long runs will be 2+ hours.

He's right if I want to do it I will.
I hope.

The one thing that's really keeping me motivated right now is my two week progress pictures from my challenge group with Adie.
I wasn't going to share them with you until the end, but I need them to remind myself.
These two weeks have been about diet, working out was an afterthought, because life gets in the way some times.

You may not see a huge difference and that's fine, because I do. I am my own worst critic, and I will sit here and point out my own faults until the sun goes down. When I saw these side by sides it reminded me that it really is 80% diet. I think it's probably about 90% diet for me.

Hopefully being home with the kids more isn't a test on my willpower.... which it will be
Hopefully we won't have more snacks around than usual....which we will.
Hopefully I'm not so overwhelmed by everything that I forget about myself.... which I WON'T.


In other news Frozen comes out on DVD today and so does American Hustle.... that calls me a big movie night this weekend.

The One with the Cops

My blog crush Holly posted a story today about how she cried wolf and called 911.

It reminded me of the only time I have ever called 911.... ever. 

First off I grew up in a city. A huge city. I may be a backwoods country girl now, but I was born in a city. 

When you are a little kid in the city you grow up a little different. You also learn different things in school. 

Like what neighborhoods not to wear red/blue in. 

Also how to curl your bangs and apply eyeliner to your eyes, lips and eyebrows by the time you are in 3rd grade. 

You also learn that calling the cops is no joke. It's not like out here where if you butt dial 911 Joe Smoe from down the roads stop by to see if you are ok (I'm just kidding I love our police and fire department... and I know all of them... you get my drift). 

So growing up I knew if the time came for me to call 911 I had to make sure I REALLY needed 911 and that I wasn't going to piss anyone off by sending their baby daddy to jail, when really she just wanted her cigs. 

Flash forward about 20 years and I'm living by myself for the first time ever. I'm also 8 months pregnant with my daughter and pretty sure the people living in all of the apartments surrounding me are meth addicts. I was newly out of  college and was still under that dorm room fear that if I lite a candle the RA was going to kick me out of school. 

I had terrible terrible heartburn with Mabel and I was also thirsty all the time so I was up about 20 million times a night. 

On one of my many trips to the bathroom... and by trip to the bathroom I mean taking 2 steps from my bed to the toilet because my entire apartment was the size of a bathroom... I heard a weird sound outside. 

I turned out every light and unplugged everything that had light so I could carefully open the door in case it was a murderer. 

When I opened the door I heard these soft little crys that sounded like they were coming from the cars parked below my apartment. It was obviously dark out and I couldn't really make anything out. I tried to tell myself I was crazy and I just needed to go back to sleep. 

I layed in bed for about 2 min until the sound got louder. So I opened the door again and this time I was sure it was little kids locked in a car crying because they were tired and scared. 

It wasn't like normal baby cries it sounded like tired last breath cries. 

I had no idea what to do. 

Should I call 911... my old fears came racing back. What if the meth heads were setting me up to see if I would rat and they were waiting down there to kill me. 

I didn't know what to do and I couldn't let those kids die. 

So I called 911.

I begged them to be anonymous if it was even possible, and I asked them to do a loop before they stopped so it looked like it was their idea, and someone didn't call. 

The woman probably though I was a meth head. 

But they came...

... and I hid. 

Then came the knock at the door.

I froze. 

I knew it was going to be the end of me. The neighbors were pissed, and they were going to show me what happens to snitches. 

I cracked open the door and saw a police officer. 

I opened it a little more. 

He asked me to listen and see if I could still hear the sound. 

I did and I did. 

He then proceed to hold back a laugh while he told me that was a cat in heat. 

He appreciated my concern, but he was going to be on his way now. 

There you have it folks....you can take the girl out of the city but you can't take the city out of the girl. 

Head on over to Royal's page to read about why you should not mess with her family, and join her link up! 

Vlogging through tears.

Warning there may be some tears shed in this one...



There's lots of things going on in this video, try not to be distracted by my hair....

Make sure you bop around and check out my other ladies. As well as every one that links up!
Keep an eye out for more information on a link up I'll being doing on Thursdayyyy.

I woke up with a Pink Flamingo

In college I was... how should I put this.

A drunken mess. 

Hot mess express. 

I went to college in a small town that has a plethora of bars on Main street, which I also happened to live and work on. 

I also worked for the majority of my time in college at restaurants as a waitress. 

If you have ever worked in the food industry you know that your job is an after thought and your life is a party. 

I went into work between 3-4pm and got out of work between 11pm and 2 am. 

What else was I going to do with my life but party hardy. 

Crazy enough I still had a very hard work ethic and was working about 60 hours a week while maintaining good grade in all of my classes....uh thank ya. 

Mama knows how to multi-task. 

I made good money where I worked and my rent was cheap. Helloooo bar tabs. 

I also was good friends with half of the bartenders in town so I tended to get deals...or at least I thought I did. 

While I had a lot of friends through school, most of my close friends where the people I worked with. Like my managers... awko-taco. 

Most of our really busy days where days I wanted off too... like my graduation. 

So my managers/friends/inabliers made me a deal which was more of a bet. 

I could have graduation off, if I worked a double the next day, AND if I made it into work ON TIME I could be the first to get out. 

I was made in the shade, or so I thought. My so called friends also wanted to celebrate my actually graduating, because in their words they thought I was lying about going to the college, so there were many many many tequilla shots. 

Many many. 

There was dancing, 

mostly done by me alone, and more shots. 

When the bars closed, we were WAY to awesome to go home. 

So we went to an after party that had jello shots, and more booze. 

When my amazing friend Erica decided it was time to put me to bed, we started the walk home. 

Everything about the town I was about to move out of seemed soooo amazing. 

I loved every one, and every house, and every flower garden, and I LOVED that pink flamingo. 

I neeeeeeded that pink flamingo. 

I walked right up to the house and took it and hugged it and loved it. 

And then we stopped at another party, because...duh it was graduation night. 

My flamingo was the life of the party. 

Next thing I know my phone is blowing up and so is my head. 

I open one eye to read a text from Erica that said "Brush your teeth I'm down stairs"

I opened the other eye, and there she was, my pink flamingo. 

I didn't listen I just grabbed my purse and went downstairs. 

My savior had everything I needed for work, and she even got me there on time. 

They didn't say I had to be sober. 

I win. 

Let's Talk Yoga

I personally love yoga.

All types. 

I have never tried hot yoga but I think I would like it... as long as I don't pass out, in which case I probably wouldn't like it. 

In July I am doing a secret (apparently not secret anymore) photo shoot. 

For this photo shoot I would LOVE to nail some bad ass yoga poses like these below. 

I've been working on my inversions and I love handstands, but a lot of it is mind over matter, and for me

That shit is scary. 

A goal I have for myself this year is to practice my yoga more regularly. 

Stretch, breath and stretch some more. 

I really like the few Jillian Michael's Yoga DVDs I've tried, but I will be honest they are good for burning calories but not for getting that deep stretch, or furthering your poses. 

In my opinion. 

There is nothing like a great stretch after a long run. So I think bettering my yoga will better my running. 

As well as my recovery. 

If anything yoga poses make for some pretty bad ass photos. 

Especially naughty ones to text my hubs. 

I'll keep those to myself. 

Do you practice yoga? Is there a pose that you are trying to master, or would love to try? When's the last time you did a handstand??