baked salmon
red pepper soup (a pureed soup with red peppers, tomatoes, garlic, onions and celery)
wild rice
asparagus
I love the red pepper soup. I could eat that even if I was not on this diet.
Speaking of the word diet, at first hubs objected to the use of the word diet. We're not dieting, he said. And, no, not in the traditional starve-yourself sort of way.
But I am avoiding certain yummy foods and sticking strictly to a certain menu. It feels like a diet.
Today, in a meeting, they were passing out caramels and I automatically took one. But then I remembered and snuck it into my pocket so no one would see I wasn't eating mine. It got all gooey and squishy (yummers) in my pocket and I threw it away when I got back to the office. Yeah me!
Also, the word diet doesn't just mean restricting intake to lose weight. It's also a general word to describe the kinds of foods that a person, animal or community eats. As in, the diet of a cow is grass and grains.
The exercising part was interesting. There are three programs, classic, lean and classic double (for if you are totally nuts). I should do lean, it's more cardio and described as fitting with most women. But I want to do it along with hubs, so I suffered through tons and tons, and TONS of pushups last night. I just can't do a pushup worth squat and by the end of the night I stopped trying as my back was hurting. I need to go to a chiropractor, soon.
I didn't push myself as hard as hubs, I wasn't breathing as hard and I didn't wake up as sore. But, it's more exercise than I have done in a long time so I figure I am still ahead.
After exercising we drank the recovery drink. It actually doesn't taste bad, especially now that I have compared it to the protein shake we drank the next morning. Oh momma.
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