Today in 'Carbs are not the Enemy' we have pasta and ice cream.
i think this was the most successful pasta dish i've made since bringing carbs back into my life after years of being deathly afraid of them.
who knew scrambled eggs and butter would make an amazing sauce? well, the folks at Hugo's in LA knew. i had this dish a lifetime ago when I lived there and well, it stuck with me.
those are field roast sausages. i keep toying with the idea of going back to being a vegetarian. it's hard to know what my body wants these days while i'm learning to trust that it knows what it wants and i don't have to police it.
i bused it this morning downtown to an OTATPDX (a portland dog rescue volunteer/foster with) training meeting. i rarely find myself downtown and par for the course i thought about places in the area that i want to eat at since i'm never there. the pine street market which i've only been to once was about 7 blocks away and i made my way there afterwards for a slice of pizza and some soft serve from wiz bang bar. i walked the remaining 4 blocks to the bus stop happily eating my cookies and cream blizzard and for a split second i found myself not thinking about how horrible the sugar i was consuming was for me.
the fact i can turn off that voice for a split second is progress.
i had lunch with sue on saturday in which i confessed that i knew i had a problem right after coming out of my knee surgery i woke up from anesthesia faced with a packet of graham crackers and apple juice and a nurse telling me to eat.
my first thought was, 'i'm on the whole 30 diet. i can't.'
i knew i was being dumb. i ate the crackers and drank the juice.
but i did sit there feeling like i was failing at life because i couldn't stick to a diet.
i was so mired in this idea of being 'healthy' and that meant doing things like the whole 30 or being paleo or not consuming processed anything.
i was so lost in this that i couldn't really see that 'health' was being marketed to me.
and i bought it.
to my own detriment.
navigating this shit is hard as fuck. know that you're not alone in figuring this shit out.
right now, the mantra is: carbs are not the enemy.