Sartober 4th

This morning I was able to sleep in. Even the animals didn't wake up until about 7am and they actually woke Ben up instead of me! They must know it's my month. :-) I finally got out of bed around 9 and decided to make breakfast for my awesome husband. We watched "Cutthroat Kitchen" the other night and they were tasked with making a German Apple Pancake. I had never heard of this, but it didn't look hard so I figured I would attempt it this morning. We currently have an abundance of apples, so it seemed logical. It was fairly easy and it turned out pretty good. I think I will chunk the apples instead of slicing them next time though.

Prior to choosing to attend Frostburg State University and getting a teaching degree, I wanted to be a chef and go to cooking school. Part of me regrets not taking that path. I know that my schedule is generally much better than it would be had I gone into the restaurant business, but I have always loved cooking. I get it from my Dad. He and Mom always encouraged us to help in the kitchen and when my sister and I were home alone during the summers, I would experiment with my "Joy of Cooking" cookbook. Cooking is like therapy to me. I don't always feel like doing it during the week after working all day, but whenever I do get a chance to make things from scratch, I always enjoy it. Perhaps I will be a restaurateur someday, but I will stick to teaching for now.

The past two days, when getting dressed - especially when fighting to get my knee-high boots on and zipped - I have been beating myself up about being fat and not being able to fit into my clothes. This is a struggle that I've had since at least 7th grade. My body has always been "too curvy" to me. I have been trying to get myself out of that mentality. I do not want to go back to a place where I am beating myself up about everything I eat or every workout I do or do not choose to complete. I just want to work on loving myself as I am, fat calves and all! That's what I am trying to be mindful of this month. I don't need to be a size 8 again to be happy. I am not the size of my clothing or the number on a scale, there is a whole lot more substance to me than that and I need to stop judging myself based on those things.

Ben and I watched the Redskins WIN for once and it was fantastic! I have loved football since I was a kid. Some of my earliest memories involve listening to my parents and their friends or our family members yell and cheer at the television during Redskins games. It's also during my favorite time of year (Fall through Winter) and it is exciting to see people compete and be passionate about something. This game was a nail biter too!

My favorite part of today was just being able to spend time with my husband. We often get so busy during the week and only have an hour or two to truly have a conversation with each other before our heads hit the pillow. His work schedule starts a lot earlier than mine and when I do actually commit to working out after school, it makes our quality time window shorter and shorter. He also works every Saturday. I love Sundays when we are both off and we can spend time doing whatever it is that we want. I hope you got to spend some time with the one you love today too. Happy Sartober 4th!

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