I know its only Wednesday but this week has already been filled with a handful of new experiences. I am not afraid of trying new things, but like most people, I get stuck in the same habit and the habit becomes a rut. No one likes a rut, am I right?
For example, my beloved egg sandwiches. I’ve been eating them constantly for breakfast over the past few months. Wake up in the morning, get ready for work, make my sandwich and listen to Chris grumble about the smell. Easy easy easy. Until a week or two ago, I just wasn’t feeling them anymore. The craving for them subsided. And, like an overplayed song on the radio, I was over my egg sandwiches.
This left me searching for something new to eat. Or at least something I hadn’t really been eating lately. Usually this means I revert back to some form of Special K, but after reading an article somewhere about how it is one of the worst things you can buy at the grocery store, I turned my back on its deliciousness.
So Monday, I decided I was going to try oatmeal for the first time. Ever. In my life.
The result? It wasn’t so bad. The first few bites were really awkward because it looks like mush and you don’t really have to chew it. Also, I whimped out and went with a flavored oatmeal. And I didn’t put enough milk in. On Tuesday, I tried the same flavor again. This time with a little more milk and was pleased with the outcome. And it kept me full for a little while. A win for me, I suppose. Today I brought in plain oatmeal and added a teaspoon of light brown sugar and two teaspoons of semi-sweet chocolate chips. It tasted like a warm, melty double chocolate chip cookie and I was totally fine with that. Will I become one of the millions of healthy-living bloggers who rant and rave about the magic of oatmeal? Ehhh we’ll see, I am still trying to get a handle on it. Also, I don’t know if I have the patience for the mythical ‘steel cut oats’ kind but again maybe. But, I’m not holding my breath.
On Monday, I went to my first ever Mat Pilates class. Totally LOVED it. Kristen went with me and we slightly giggled our way through the various poses and moves. The class was great because I felt like I was working but I wasn’t sweating my butt off. Yesterday, I didn’t really feel too much pain in my abdomen and core area but goodness gracious this morning when I woke up it HURT. The pain is right below my hip bones and on my obliques. Ow ow ow. I just want a strong core. Along with a strong everything else! End result? Pilates is definitely going into my exercise rotation.
Today, I decided it was time for me to try the hoopla that is Greek yogurt. When I was little, friends parents used to try to convince me to try regular yogurt and I would and then I’d essentially spit it right back out.
The same exact thing happened with Greek yogurt except I threw up a little in my mouth. And I might’ve cried a little. No joke. It was that bad. Chris laughed hysterically at me during this entire endeavor. Not even a bite and a half and I chucked it. [Hence why I had oatmeal for breakfast this morning.] The flavor I attempted to eat? Vanilla. Brand? Chobani. Mix-ins? Bare Naked granola. It tasted exactly like sour cream with nuts in it. And I like sour cream. However, the idea of shoving a spoonful of straight sour cream into my mouth, uhhhh gross. I wondering how much of this disdain for the yogurt is psychological and how much is actual tastebud hatred. I will probably at some point attempt to try Greek yogurt again and I will add more stuff into it but then I start to wonder how this seemingly healthy food remains so after you’ve added a bunch of toppings.
What have I learned so far this week? The ever-so apparent, you win some; you lose some.
Any ideas for how to make yourself like a food you find impossible to choke down? How do you take your oatmeal? Have you ever done Pilates? Let’s discuss!!