You guys are in store for a wild and wacky ride this morning.
I hope you’re ready.
I hope you’ve eaten breakfast.
I hope you don’t get motion sick.
You see. Today at Eat.Live.Be. we are talking about “A Day In Our Lives” or, basically, how we’ve changed our day-to-day habits in order to achieve our goals.
So whether you like it or not, you’re going to get an inside look at the Eats Well With Others household. Brace yourself.
I wake up every morning at 6AM. Unless it’s Saturday or Sunday in which case, I wake up at 7AM. Not by choice. Then from 6AM until about 7:40, which is when I start to get ready for my 8AM class, I blog and eat breakfast. This time is sacred. It’s one of my favorite parts of my day. I speak to no one. I look at no one. No one else in our apartment exists. (Actually, they’re all still asleep. So it is almost like they don’t exist.) And if someone does try to interrupt me, I look at them with the most unfriendly look that I can muster. The one that I usually reserve for strange guys at bars. Eventually, they take the hint and leave. No hard feelings.
Then, from 8AM to approximately 1PM every day, I have class. That I may or may not go to. If it’s mandatory, I go. If not, I go home where, depending on the rest of my day and what I have to do in the afternoon, I’ll either (a) watch lectures that I’ve missed, (b) go grocery shopping, (c) go to the gym, or (d) watch Grey’s Anatomy. (Side note – My mother thinks it’s hysterical that I don’t go to class. Every time I tell her, which is every time I speak to her because she constantly seems to forget, she laughs uncontrollably for at least five minutes. Is this some kind of weird reverse psychology mothering trick that she’s trying to pull on me? Hmm. If it is, it’s not working.)
Eventually, I get hungry and eat lunch. Mostly leftovers. Unless it’s Saturday or Sunday, which is when I do my cooking for the week. If I don’t have leftovers or some kind of plan as to what I’m going to cook, I end up making bad food choices and meandering around my kitchen eating crap while trying to decide what to eat. Which then puts me in a terrible mood for the rest of the day. Yeah. I’d rather have a plan. Even if it means I’m psychotic and controlling and anal retentive.
Then, excitingly enough, my afternoon is – MORE OF THE SAME! Except that some days, I have physical therapy. Yes, that is probably one of the most exciting hours of my week. Not only do I get to be relieved from excruciating calf pain but I get to talk to someone who is not in medical school for a whole 60 minutes. Sigh. It’s lovely.
I typically go to the gym between 5:30 and 6PM. I’ve really been trying to mix up my gym routine lately and so I take various classes throughout the week – Zumba on Wednesdays, Core Conditioning on Thursdays and Total Body Conditioning on Sundays. Saturday mornings are when all of my long runs occur. (Which means that I’m basically useless for the rest of the day and typically walk around my apartment complaining that my knees are creaking and my bones are 80+ years old. All with a smile on my face because my serotonin and dopamine are still floating along on that runner’s high.) Mondays and Tuesdays are just regular old gym days – biking and/or ellipticaling – and Friday is my day of rest.
For dinner, more leftovers. And then after dinner – more studying, photo editing for the blog, and more Grey’s Anatomy.
And there you have it. A day in the life.
Now that you have fallen asleep in the middle of a sentence and are thoroughly bored. You might be asking yourself, “Ok. But how has this changed since starting Eat.Live.Be.?” In a few ways. First of all, the gym classes. I used to do the same two things at the gym every time I went. But taking classes keeps me motivated, gets me working out different muscles, and helps me incorporate strength training into my life (which I hate but which I need if I’m going to stay stress fracture free.) Second of all, the planning. If I have my fridge stocked with good healthy lunch, dinner, and snack options, then I am less likely to reach for something unhealthy and more likely to reach for an apple. It’s all about availability. You can’t eat what you don’t have sitting on your counter.
Want to see how the other Eat.Live.Be-ers live? Check out their posts today!
- Sarah Caron – www.sarahscucinabella.com
- Cate O’Malley – www.sweetnicks.com
- Maris Callahan – www.ingoodtasteblog.net
- Chris Arpante – www.melecotte.com
- Faith – www.clickblogappetit.com/
- Kristen –www.dineanddish.net
- Emily –http://andersonfamilycrew.blogspot.com/
- Jenna – FireMom –http://stopdropandblog.com/
- Casey – http://www.thestarnesfam.com – e-mail
- Patsy – http://familyfriendsandfood.blogspot.com/
- Tri-Fit Mom – http://trifitmom.blogspot.com/
- Claire – http://cookiedoc.blogspot.com/
- Allison – http://sweetflours.blogspot.com/
- Jen – http://njepicurean.blogspot.com/
- Leslie – www.thehungryhousewife.com.
- Rivki Locker – http://www.healthyeatingforordinarypeople.com/
- Claudia – Journey of an Italian Cook
- Jennifer Schulz –http://lick-a-plate.blogspot.com/
- Sarah Rogers – http://sarahssweetcreations.blogspot.com
- Denise and Lenny – http://www.chezus.com
- Gwen of Simply Healthy Family
And if you care to write a post of your own or let us know in the comments how you’ve changed your day-to-day to stay healthy, link up or leave a message in the comments!
Speaking of things that I cooked over the weekend. I made, surprisingly enough, MORE BEANS! I’ve really been on a vegetarian kick lately and it has left me more energized than I could have ever imagined. Not that I’m saying I’ll never eat meat again. Or anything like that. But I really have been loving these veg dishes.
Greek baked beans. These are not-yo-momma’s blackstrap molasses and sugar-laden baked beans. No, no, no. These are cooked in a dill and parsley-infused tomato sauce that has a nice kick of spice to it. It is rustic. Moreish, even. And utterly addictive. If you’re into the whole dilly tomato sauce thing. Which, I didn’t think I was, but that Michael Symon taught me this summer that I absolutely am. And now I can’t get enough. Sprinkle with some feta cheese and eat with polenta, rice, barley, or even just some crusty bread. It’ll make you happy. I swear it.
Gigantes Plaki or Greek Baked Beans
Serves 4, adapted from Closet Cooking
1 lb dried gigantes (I used Christmas Lima beans from Marxfoods!)
3 bay leaves
1 tbsp olive oil
1 onion, diced
1 carrot, diced
4 cloves garlic, minced
red pepper flakes, to taste
28 oz canned diced tomatoes (I used San Marzano!)
1 tsp paprika
1 tsp oregano
salt and pepper to taste
1/4 cup parsley, chopped
1/4 cup dill, chopped
Feta cheese, for sprinkling on top (optional)
1. Soak the dried gigantes in water with the bay leaves overnight. The next day, bring to a boil and then simmer until beans are tender, about 40-50 minutes.
2. Preheat the oven to 350. While beans are cooking, heat the oil in a pan. Saute the onion and carrot and cook until tender, about 10-15 minutes. Add the garlic and chili pepper flakes and cook until fragrant, about 1 minute. Add in the tomatoes, paprika, and oregano and simmer until the sauce thickens, about 20 minutes.
3. Season the tomato sauce with salt and pepper to taste. Mix in the parsley and the dill, along with the beans, and 1/2 cup of the liquid that the beans were cooking in. Pour into a large Dutch oven or casserole dish.
4. Bake until the top is browned and most of the liquid has evaporated, about 50-60 minutes. Garnish with feta cheese if desired.