Is it Monday already?!
Where did the weekend go? Oh yes, that’s right…
Sunday was house cleaning day, washing day, weekly menu-planning day, grocery shopping day… and 7th Heaven rerun-couch-loafing day.
I love summer because the washing dries in almost no time at all, but autumn’s still my favourite season of the year.
Waking up with a cup of steaming coffee, standing outside and breathing in the crisp morning air. Hot chocolate and snuggling under blankets while watching movies. And of course… all those beautiful, warm bursts of oranges, reds and golds on the trees. What’s not to love?! Plus, it’s going to give me a chance to wear my new scarves…. yay!
I scored some fantastic deals… three skirts that can also be worn as dresses for about R100 each, and two colourful scarves (I’ve never had any besides the woolen ones) for about R30 each!
<- I was in scarf heaven… (please excuse the blurry picture, I was way too excited to hold my phone still)
Beetroot Berry Smoothie
I’ve been having smoothies for breakfast over the last few weeks for a change. I was writing an article about healthy breakfasts one day and discovered this is what Brooke Burke makes her family for breakfast every morning, and thought I’d give it a try. She’s my health idol, seriously… four kids later and as fit and healthy as ever, wow!
I usually stick to a chocolate, peanut butter and banana smoothie… it’s so good – practically dessert in a glass. But, I had some beetroot in the fridge and wanted to use all of it (as opposed to just juicing it where you lose half the fibre and nutrients in the pulp that gets chucked in the bin). I peeled, chopped and added it into a jug with a few frozen berries, some low-fat plain yoghurt, low-fat milk, a pinch of cinnamon and whipped it all together with a hand blender. I don’t own a smoothie maker, so this is what I use and it works beautifully.
It turned out so pretty… just look at the colour! It tasted pretty good too… I’ll definitely be making this one more often, yummy!
Another reason why I’ve started switching up a few eating habits is because I felt like I was becoming obsessed with our scale.
That Damn Scale
I don’t remember the exact day I realised I was becoming scale-obsessed but I think it was about two or three weeks ago. I’ve been following a healthy eating plan and working out properly since October last year. And during that time I’ve been weighing myself every day – as a way to keep myself accountable.
Up until now it’s been great. It’s helped me stick to following a healthy eating plan and keeping up with my fitness routine.
It made me become fixated on those silly numbers.
One day it would go down a bit and I’d be elated beyond belief. And the next day it would go up by a few grams and I’d get so mad. Why, why, why?!
I started loathing weighing myself – and that’s when I decided I needed a break from this thing.
So for the last week I haven’t touched it at all, and you know what? It feels great!
I might weigh myself every now and then, or once a week, but I don’t want to become one of those women whose life – or mood – revolves around a few digits. I think I also had a slightly unrealistic expectation of what I wanted myself to weigh overall.
It’s time I realised that at the age of 31 I will never again weigh what I did at 17. And that’s fine too. Your body changes and so does your metabolism. And I certainly don’t ever want to look like that chic who just won The Biggest Loser. Hell no.
I’m much happier waking up each morning and looking forward to breakfast: a smoothie or pancakes or overnight oats (I’ll post a recipe later in the week…. I tried it this morning and it was awesome!). That, my 30 minutes of exercise and 5-10 minutes of meditation is how I start my day every day and it’s amazing.
It’s MY time each morning.
And I’m so grateful for it.
That’s what it’s all about at the end of the day – how you feel, NOT what the scale tells you.