On Thursday night, whilst I was getting ready for bed G commented that his colleagues think it’s strange that we don’t always eat the same meal in the evening. Quick as a flash I quipped ‘I hope you told them that regardless of this I do make you dinner a few times a week’, he remained adamant it was strange.
Protein bread is something I’ve been meaning to try for a long time; I was staying realistic with my expectations, I knew it could go one way or another and I was hoping that it wouldn’t have any dry or sweet characteristics.
My alarm goes off at 6am and I try to quietly sneak out of bed and into the bathroom where the next few minutes become a flurry of changing into gym kit, jamming contact lenses into my eyes and tying my hair up. I then creep downstairs, trying desperately to unset the alarm quietly before heading towards my saviours of 6am ‘Kettle – Coffee – Carb’s’.
I’m training for a half marathon, the distance is not a completely new one for me but following a formal plan is something I’d never done before. Most of last year I ran for the enjoyment and running very short distances felt like the perfect balance for me, I took great pleasure in running no more than 1-4 miles anything from once to 6 times a week.
I used to be intimidated by pancakes, I could never get my batter ‘just right‘ or the heat at the right level, I’d end up with a burnt mess and a ruined frying pan.
Fast forward a few years and pancakes are something I enjoy on a regular basis, as I now understand how simple it is to create a fool proof batter, I know to always use coconut oil and cook on a medium to low heat.
A few weeks back I posted a ‘What I ate Wednesday’ and promised I’d update you on my journey on a balanced but lower sugar and higher fat/protein eating style.
You may remember I said I don’t follow ‘diets’ or eating plans because I can’t stick to them and that is so true, I had a wonderful 6 days and then on the 7th I ate a very indulgent meal which made it seriously hard to wean back off the sugar. But you know what? That’s life, I’m not trying to shine an example of someone who spends all day living by the ‘rules’ and I said before, I love chocolate!
Cupcakes. A bite sized way of getting swept up in a moment of cake, frosting and sugar induced bliss, preferably enjoyed with good company and a steaming hot mug of tea.