Body Pump and Yoga and Vegetarian Pasta Sauce

Liz and I tried out a Body Pump class at the gym on Monday. It involved lifting weights and lots of squats, which means that yesterday I was waddling around campus, desperately trying to get to my classes on time. Once at said classes, I spent more time massaging my thighs than taking notes, which earned me many a perplexed glance from the T.A.s I sat next to.

Today, my muscles are still sore, but Liz convinced me to do a Yoga class with her. She promised it would be a low-key, go-at-your-own-pace kind of event. I was the newbie, but the instructor made me feel welcome. I was thankful that she didn’t seem to be slowing down the class Continue reading


June 25th Quinoa Salad

June 25th Quinoa Salad

The recipe mentioned in this blog post.


1/4 cup uncooked quinoa (how to cook quinoa)
1/2 cup water

1 Tbsp diced red onion
1 Tbsp finely chopped broccoli
1 1/2 Tbsp crumbled goat cheese
1 1/2 Tbsp chopped artichoke hearts
1 Tbsp sun-dried tomato
1 Tbsp chopped Kalamata olives
1 tsp sun-dried tomato water
1 tsp Kalamata olive water (the ‘juice’ the olives or tomatoes sit in)
1 tsp finely chopped parsley
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I Did Something!


Yesterday I did almost 200 crunches of different styles because my stomach looked like it was getting even more pudgy than usual. It kept bulging over the waistline of my jeans, and even my elastic pajama pants didn’t hide my after-dinner-bloat that could be mistaken for a fifth month of pregnancy… So I got down on the crumb-strewn carpet of my boyfriend’s bedroom and spontaneously Continue reading

Attempt 000

Throughout my entire life, I was always the skinny friend. Twig-like, active, double-zero-wearing, one-hundred-pounds-in-high-school-maximum, mom-had-to-take-in-all-my-clothes thin. Then when I turned seventeen I quit karate and dance and went to school, put on the freshman fifteen, and never stopped. Over the course of six years, I grew six sizes. Some of it was probably inevitable – you shouldn’t be able to fit into the same clothes you wore in grade six, anyway – but most of it Continue reading