I have to be honest with you. I’m bored. I’m bored of taking pictures of my food and capturing my meals for each day…and clearly since I haven’t done it in probably over a week, I’m especially bored with giving an overall impression of my day. I. Am. Bored.
So bored that on Monday I didn’t take any pictures of my food, and on Tuesday and Wednesday I only took pictures of my dinner. Breakfast and lunch were varieties of the same thing I’ve been eating for the past twenty-eight days. I’ve mentioned it before but it bears repeating – the upside to preparing a lot of food on Saturday and Sunday is that we always have quick food to grab for lunches and dinners. The downside is that we have a lot of the same food to grab for lunches and dinners. Although I should mention that I’m not bored of eating Whole30 approved foods and I’m not craving anything really…I’m just bored of making the same foods and then taking pictures and trying to come up with a new way of telling my blog that I ate the same foods. I tend to be one of those “variety is the spice of life” people, but lately the spice of my life has been pretty boring. I did manage to come up with a new dinner on Wednesday night, but the rest of the meals? Pretty unmemorable.
I do, however, have one exciting thing to share to the few people who may actually be excited with me! I ended up braving the frigid weather on Wednesday and went for a run.
Are you shocked? Yeah, me too.
Wednesday was one of those days where I was feeling pretty down in the dumps, even after praying, and I really had the urge to get outside and get some fresh air. This has been a rare occurrence for me lately – I have been hit with a severe case of lazy ever since we moved back in October, as I’ve mentioned a billion times on this blog. So the fact that I actually wanted to run was huge.
I’d also like to mention that it was 23 degrees outside with a wind chill factor of 12 degrees. Twelve. Degrees. Yeah. That’s cold. Of course it didn’t occur to me to check the actual temperature until after I finished the run, but that’s probably a good thing because I think twelve degrees would have talked me out of going.
I ended up doing a simple out and back by my house and ran for a total of 2.25 miles. It took me 24:07 and my average pace was 10:44 per mile but to be honest I did not even care about time while I was running. I was just happy to have done it! And can I say that the hot shower I took afterwards was probably one of the greatest moments of my life?
Day 26, 27, and 28 eats
I’ve actually decided to forego the boring list of boring food for the past three days. You’re welcome. 🙂
Similar to last week, I’m posting my Whole30 eats separately from what I really wanted to say today. So, here you go!
My Day Twenty-Four Eats (Saturday)
Breakfast, 0800: A fried egg over a ground beef slider and leftover roast vegetables. Not very exciting but it used up the last of the food in our refrigerator!
Lunch, 1300: I wasn’t actually hungry for lunch but I had to go grocery shopping and the absolute worst think to do is go to the grocery store hungry. I ended up breaking out another PreMade Paleo meal, this time I had beef chili with tomatoes and peppers. Not half bad, although if I’m being perfectly honest I think the chili I made the other week was better.
Dinner: I ended up running a ton of errands on Saturday and was scrambling for food before I had to leave for the Dare to Be conference. I ended up defrosting some mexican pulled chicken and making “tacos” – chicken and salsa and guacamole served in romaine lettuce leaves.
My Day Twenty-Five Eats (Sunday)
Breakfast, 0900: Kevin took some diced herb seasoned chicken, cherry tomato halves, and a couple of handfuls of spinach and sauteed them together with some eggs for a very Mediterranean style omelet. We served it over sweet potato hash made it sweet potatoes, apples and celery.
Lunch, 1300: Wasn’t super hungry again at lunch so I ended up eating a couple of forkfuls of homemade broccoli slaw with Kevin before he headed off to work.
Dinner, 1600: For dinner I whipped up a super simple salmon salad (wow – hello, alliteration!) and served it in avocado shells. Brilliant! I don’t know why I didn’t think of doing that long ago. I’ll post the “recipe” for the salmon soon!
Happy Monday everybody!
On Saturday night I attended the Dare To Be Women’s Conference in Ashburn Virginia. My neighbor invited me to the event months ago and while I really didn’t feel like going the night before the event, I could feel it in my heart that God was going to speak to me at the event. Dare to Be was started by Christian singer Natalie Grant and speaker and Pastor Charlotte Gambill and it is an event designed for women to dare to be the women God intended us to be. It’s designed for us to step out of our comfort zone and take risks to trust Him, wholly and completely. From the Dare to Be website: This event is designed to speak directly to the part of you that tends to shy away from stepping out into the unknown. God is calling you on an adventure that is unlike anyone else’s journey—it is designed specifically for you! This is a journey that you don’t want to miss. It is yours to experience with your Creator.
Yeah. So when I first agreed to attend I thought I was signing up for a Natalie Grant concert. I figured I’d go and listen to some songs, get to worship God, and go back home to my nice comfortable house and my nice comfortable husband and my nice comfortable life.
Not so much.
As it turns out, God spoke to me at this event in a way I never could have imagined. It’s true that I’m in a much better place in my walk with God than I was even six months ago but Saturday night blew me away. I live in and for my comfort zone. I almost backed out of the concert because going out with a neighbor I really don’t know all that well is out of my comfort zone. I only recently began bringing God and my faith into conversations at work because up until recently I didn’t want to run the risk of possibly having to explain my faith or my God and step out of my comfort zone and have someone actually maybe think something different of me. “Risk” is one of those four letter words I don’t speak – I tend to describe myself as risk averse. I get heart palpitations when I think about doing something that scares me. So sitting in the audience at this conference and listening to Charlotte tell of the disciples who actually literally dropped everything when a man they didn’t know walked up to them and said, “Follow Me,” and hearing her dare us to do the same thing made my heart rate accelerate and my palms start to sweat.
Think about it. A stranger walks up to you and says, “Follow Me.” There’s no interview, there’s no career path, there’s no benefits package or travel allowance or 401K. Heck – you don’t even know where you’re going or what you’re doing! And yet – you follow Him. You drop your nets, all you’ve ever known, and you follow Him.
Can I do that? Can I stand up with my arms outstretched and say to Jesus, “Here I am. Send me.” (Isa 6:8) We don’t often know what it is God is calling us to do – and even if we know the “what”, rarely do we know the “how”. That’s where faith comes in. Do I have the faith to drop my nets and follow Jesus wherever He leads me? I can. I want to.
Here I am, Lord. Send me.