I hope your week has been extra kind to you! It’s a funny, uncertain, busy time of year.
Thanks to Amanda for hosting the Thinking Out Loud Thursday link-up!
Kicking off, it’s just one of those awkward days in which I crave all the stuff which I usually don’t. I’m learning to be ok with this. If I don’t honour those cravings, I will be obsessing over food the entire day, trying to fill a void with other stuff that just isn’t what my body/soul wants.
So here I am, having exercised absolutely minimally today (yeah, I am counting taking the rubbish bags down the stairs- AND BACK- to the communal trash as exercise). I attempted to be healthy-but-indulgent at lunch and so made a coconut flour mug cake, polished half of it off, decided that it needed more chocolate, so melted some chocolate and caramel over the top to finish, then decided to finish a bag of relatively stale soy-sauce-and-honey chips. And they tasted amaaaaazing.
Honestly guys, I am winning at #health today.
I’ve awakened a roaring chip monster these past couple weeks. It started off with corn chips. Nacho cheese flavour is like crack, not that I would know what crack is like. And it just spiraled from there. Spiraled UPWARDS! Amirite??
I can’t get me enough crispy, crackly, crunchy crisps right now. It makes me feel good on two levels: one, because there’s something in them that I crave- maybe the sodium?- and two; I have avoided this food out of fear for years. But now I seem to have arrived at a stage in which the enjoyment outweighs the anxiety. Which is a relief, to be honest.
I am pretty tired. I completed my second Pilates intensive over the previous 4 days. This involved going to the studio and doing anatomy/practical work/Pilates theory for around 8 hours per day. I’m loving it! Not only is the work fascinating, the girls I’m doing it with are just such good quality human beings. I feel so blessed.
We have similar interests and together we have fostered a really supportive environment (which, according to our teacher, isn’t always the case). Every day we lunched at an incredible whole foods café called The Farm.
I’ve learned so much amazing information and I hope that I can integrate some aspects of it into this blog one day soon. The mind is an incredible healer of the body. I can’t wait until the next intensive! Until then I have a lot of observation/teaching/personal hours to complete, books to study and assessments to write.
Today is a rare rest day, and I’m gritting my teeth trying to relax. I really didn’t want to go outside today, but it just got too beautiful out there (look, I’m not complaining, I’m just saying) so I went for a walk down to the beach. I stood there for a while with the wind in my hair, willing myself to be the normal type of human who gets lost in their own thoughts and the beauty of nature when they stare out at the majestic ocean. After about 2 minutes (a stretch for me), all I was thinking about was a) making my next snack, and b) watching Bloodline on Netflix to find out who killed the Hispanic refugees, so I headed back inside like the delicious, squishy marshmallow-coloured woman that I am.
My housemates Kelsea, Lydia and I chatted and watched Daredevil. It was lovely to have them around.
Last week, I found myself in Manly alone, waiting to catch up with a delightful friend. I became a little bored, and I now realise this should never happen to me in Manly.
I need to be supervised around all of the cafes. In one fell swoop, I descended upon a juice stall and spent $16 on 2 juices. Where on earth do I think my financial status stands? I am such a sucker for advertising, but let me tell you, I felt pretty darn immortal after I got them into me. One was a green juice, and it tasted like a tropical rainforest/a green meadow under the golden sun.
The other was a ‘shot’, which felt really more like detonating a bomb inside of my mouth…
TOMORROW, I’m moving all the rest of my stuff out of the apartment and cleaning the entire kitchen; Lord help me. We haven’t even opened the broken dishwasher for a year and I’m afraid of what might jump out at me.
I don’t entirely know what this blog post is about. Thank God for Thinking Out Loud Thursdays. I want another snack. And I still haven’t found out who killed the Hispanic refugees.
Do you have a specific favourite food that you denied yourself for a long time in the ED and during recovery?
Are you known to spend a fabulous/silly amount of money on ‘whole foods’ or fancy juices and smoothies? (Because you’re totally worth it, and I want to know I’m not alone in this).
What is the strangest flavour of chips you’ve ever seen or tried?