What up, boos! Thank you all for sharing what makes your attitude take a 180*. What works for me will come as no surprise.
All I need when feeling down is a little textual healing. Sure, the other kind may be more popular, but this Valentine-less chiquita turns to more reliable methods. As soon as I finished writing yesterday’s post, I wondered whether the post was true anymore because I felt fine. Personally, I have to write it out. I have to turn the ugly into words. Then that’s all the emotions are– combined symbols made to represent words, made to represent emotions, made to represent what lies beneath.
Letting my inner monologue come out made for a chipper Tuesday. Though it was difficult to pry myself from toasty sheets, I told myself to just move forward. That’s all.
So I moved forward, directly into breakfast:
In the pumproats (pumpkin+protein powder+oats): 1/3 C oats, 1 C water, 1 scoop Trader Joe’s chocolate whey protein, 1/3 C pumpkin, sprinkle of stevia, shake of cinnamon and a drizz of peanut butter. So delicious and batter-like.
One way to cope with a rut is to mix up one’s food choices. Currently, I’m being influenced by my supah protein-loving sistahs. High protein diets fascinate me mostly because they seem taxing, yet boast excellent results in toning. While I couldn’t imagine counting grams of protein (or calories or fat or carbs, for that matter), I will be trying to incorporate more into my diet. Then again, there is this vegan past of mine that knows absurd amounts of protein aren’t necessary for health. Then I think, “Yes, I want to be jacked.” Then, “OK, no, but we’ll see how it goes.” (Indecisive? Who, me?)
Protein-ed up, I trekked to class. Walking through the snow-covered ice was a workout in itself.
My mind was absent for most of Creative Non-Fiction. It wasn’t until Magazine that my brain was on fire. We talked about cover strategies for the magazines we’re creating, and naturally, I was thinking about SnackFace: The Mag. While the cover image itself is still being debated in my mind, I think I’ve come up with a tagline. What do you think?
SnackFace- Fashion with an appetite.
Totally cheesy? Totally fierce? I loved it at the time, but I never know.
What I do know, though, is that I was ready to get my SnackFace on when class was over. I trotted home and assembled a happy summer salad:
In the salad: romaine, cucumber, celery, carrot, balls, cherry toms and the dressing that takes me back to San Fran:
Despite being transported to a sunny, warm place in my mind, my reality was the opposite. I pondered how I could view snow positively as I crunched this apple and stared at my car:
Alas, I had to forage through the treacherous snow to make it to Film. We watched The Conversation and I tried my best not to fall asleep. I snoozed for one minute, tops. I swear.
After class, I made my way home and made a delicious new-to-me snack:
I must admit that I was skeptical of April’s brownie batter. How could two scoops of protein powder, one scoop of peanut butter and some stevia taste like batter? And how could that small portion satiate my volume-eating preferences? Shoooo, child, that negative voice shut up as soon as I tasted this. Sweet, sticky, thick. (Ha.) It also took 10 minutes to finish, which I didn’t expect. I will make this again. And again.
With a burst of energy, I had an obnoxious Weezy-inspired, shades-of-stunna photo shoot:
Dear friends, I realize I may have lost many of you by now. I apologize for the SnackFace splooge.
Obviously feeling fierce, I let the energy carry into a 30-minute strength training session. I just erased sentences of nonsense descriptions because they were confusing. I can say, though, that my shoulders and toosh will be feeling it tomorrow.
Semi-hungry again, I got hopping on dinner. I’d been wanting a little Flatout pizza for a while:
On the Flatout: 1 Laughing Cow French Onion wedge, about 2 T Dave’s Gourmet Butternut Squash pasta sauce, cherry toms, onion, spinach and tempeh. This baked in a 450* oven for 10 minutes and came out perfectly. What made it all come together was this beauty:
MamaJ bought this gigantic jar at Costco, didn’t know what to do with it and pawned it off on me. Thank you, Mumsy! It lent a sweet, subtly savory flavor. Fabulous dinner:
For dessert, I absolutely had to try the new Light n’ Fit:
Alone, it was chemically delicious. With cereal, it was gasmic:
I picked up Miss Muffin shortly after dining. We chatted, watched reality television, stalked…you know the drill.
Now that it’s 1am, I think I shall tuck away my clean laundry, wash the dishes and hit the hay. I’ve had plenty of textual healing for the night.
Ciao for now,
QUESTIONS: How much do you care about your protein intake? AND
What do you think of the tagline for hypothetical SnackFace Mag–Fashion with an appetite.
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