Now that I’m post-half-marathon and the training associated with it, I’m trying to keep myself on track. I lost quite a bit of weight in the process but without a “today’s Thursday so I’m running 6 miles” training plan, things have gone by the wayside. Or should I say, waist-side.
I realize this is entirely futile with the holidays just a handful of days away, but really, I don’t get too crazy on Thanksgiving. For starters, I’m the one doing the cooking. There’s no time to stand in the kitchen and pick. My real problem will start when Christmas cookie season kicks into gear. While the furnace was dead and we were waiting on a new one, I baked enough chocolate chip cookies to make me swear to never eat them again. We’ll see how long that lasts. (If you’re interested in signing up for the pool, email me. My pick is three days. It’s a long shot.)
So while I’m trying to be good, I’m also trying to make better choices, and that includes cutting down on refined carbs. Whole grain carbs and high fiber are great but pasta or white bread? No-no. A friend suggested that since I’m also working on building lean muscle, I should try for more protein-based foods, including of all things, peanut butter. I thought, Hey, I like peanut butter. Why not?
Except for one little problem. I had a jar of Nutella in the pantry. It’s true, folks. I have discovered the root of all evil, at least where diets are concerned:
It tastes good but it can’t possibly be good for you. Can it? 🙂