I was exhausted and crippled before I even set foot on the treadmill this morning. Now it only hurts when i stand, sit or breathe :P I pushed through and somehow made it through an hour of cardio. I've been noticing that on the days I don't have a trainer, I've been pushing myself a lot harder than I normally would with no one watching. It was previously "what's that, body? You've had enough? Ok let's go home and soothe those aching muscles with a nice, hot pizza".
I made the Vietnamese chicken wrap today and it was delicious. Even my partner liked it! I really can't stop raving about the food. All of the recipes so far have been quick, easy and, surprisingly, satisfying! I'm discovering that I might not actually need to eat a ute full of ice cream after dinner (don't forget the Ice Magic) in order to keep living!
I accidentally buggered up the dinner as I didn't read the recipe properly. I knew the meal plan said I was having stroganoff tonight and again for lunch tomorrow, but assumed the recipe was for 4 serves, as was the case with the chicken soup. I was supposed to double the recipe. Whoops. I wondered why there were extra beans and mushys in the fridge. Oh well.
I measured out the dry pasta and had some real trouble believing 15 little tubes were going to feed 2 hungry people. My Nonna buys pasta in 10kg bags. Seriously! WTF was this poor excuse for a portion? I was quickly proved wrong. The whole dish was extremely filling, so much so that I felt guilty! For the avoidance of any doubt, I did only eat 1 portion, not both!!!! I boiled up another portion of pasta and just threw some veggies to make up for tomorrow's lunch.
Today is also weigh in day. Or at least it was meant to be. I stepped on the scales this morning and they just said "Lo". Had I lost so much weight that the scales couldn't even detect me? Alas, it was just a flat battery. One more thing to add to the next giant shopping list coming our way at 10am tomorrow!
