Snubbed {and science + nutrition}

My last few posts have been somewhat dreary, I admit. They’re all about me feeling completely unmotivated, me having wonderful interpersonal issues in the lab, me feeling just generally discontent.

That is, overall, how this week has gone for me.

The only way to describe it would be: Meh.

Trying to find the energy to care is exhausting, caring too much and then crying about caring too much is exhausting. And today was just the cherry on top of an exhausting week.

Without going into too much detail, I got snubbed. Whether this was done by the girl I vented about yesterday purposefully or was just sheer oversight, I cannot say. But it happened, my months of contribution was left out, and I found myself fighting back tears reading the “congratulations to blah blah blah and blah [excluding me]” email in the library.

Yep, that is a spectacular feeling.

I’ve always been quiet, I’ve also been “less noticeable” because I don’t create drama and would rather be noticed through my excellent work and not a loud mouth. So when I don’t get noticed at all, even after I put in just as much work as everyone else, tears and eating giant bags of Doritos happen.

Which brings me to my next subject: Nutrition and Science

{And no, this is not going to be a nutrition lesson…it’s more about the lack thereof}

My lab-mates and I are often study in the lab approximately 10 hours a day. So when it comes time to order food, we are typically tired and stressed and ready to eat our feelings (yes, even the males…and it’s a male dominated lab) it’s like a 13 year old boy is there making the decisions for us.

Tonight, for example, we are having an impromptu evening lab meeting. The dinner choice? Pizza delivery.

Our lab snack of choice is Doritos.

Our lab dessert of choice are cookies.

Needless to say, unless I plan ahead and bring my lunch/dinner, I end up eating quite unhealthily.

But as far as I can tell, this phenomenon is not limited to the lab that I work in…when I occasionally leave the dungeon and converse with other graduate students, they typically have the same story of, “yeah, we subsist on Cheetos and Chinese take-out most days”.

And it seems to me that the cycle of stress + limited time + long hours + the deliciousness of junk perpetuates itself. I find myself unable to chip into the take-out dinner pool…not because my lab mates would think any less of me, but just because I find myself wanting to be part of the group. Sure, we could bond while all eating our own dinners, but bonding is so much stronger when we’re all sitting in a circle on the floor, talking about what we accomplished during the day and munching on the same pizza.

Lame, I know.

Lately I’ve been stirring the idea of weekly potlucks in my brain…but can’t imagine how that would turn out any healthier. So I am humbly bowing down and asking for advice: how do you eat healthier when your whole lifestyle is seemingly built around eating unhealthy? 

Lululemon bribe: Day 1 and 2 recap

So I fully intended on posting this update last night but, in my exhausted state after a day of research and studying, I gave up pretty quickly when my computer started malfunctioning.

Alas, I have returned. And it’s my Friday!

Day 1 workout

40 minutes of vinyasa yoga (I used two twenty minute podcasts from Yoga Download, which rocks)

Day 1 menu

Breakfast: Orgain shake

Lunch: baby carrots, wine country chicken salad (basically the best ever…with cranberries and walnuts and grapes), and pita chips

Dinner: egg & veggie burrito, home fries, dried mango

 

Day 2 workout

30 minutes on the elliptical

Day 2 menu

Breakfast: Vegan morning glory muffin

Lunch: Black bean soup, granny smith apple

Snack: Pita chips with avocado/hummus, dried mango, chocolate

Dinner: brown rice bowl with veggies and tofu, chocolate, dried mango

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dysfunctional breakfast

Is anyone else extremely disappointed in this season’s Bachelorette finale? I know I am. Ben F. was so adorable and sweet and open and he picked out the most killer ring I have ever seen in my entire life. And he could’ve provided her with most delicious wine for the rest of her life. Seriously, my heart broke the second that I realized that they were not going to end up together. I’m crossing all of my fingers and toes that he’s the next Bachelor so I can see more of the cutie patootie!

Please to marry me, I am so open and vulnerable

Anywho.

Yesterday’s run was less than stellar. I stayed up until 3:30 am catching up on Bachelorette episodes/So You Think You Can Dance episodes. So when my alarm started going crazy on my bedside table, I blearily-eyed hit snooze a few times. And then finally dragged my lazy butt out of bed, got dressed to run, and made my way to the trails.

However, it was already 23898339 degrees. It got hot fast yesterday and stayed hot (as in, I was driving back from Target at 8:30 pm and it was still 96. WTF).

My schedule called for 4 miles. Since I’m not really sure of the mileage on the trails yet, I ran for 40 minutes and assumed that I managed at least a ten minute pace (although I suspect it was slightly faster, but who really knows). Some of the hills on the route I did yesterday were killer. They’re long and steep-ish, and sleepy me had to stop and walk for 30 seconds multiple times. I also stopped when I looped past back my car…the heat was brutal, even in the shade, and I desperately needed water. I assumed (again with these assumptions) that I didn’t need to bring my awesome new handheld water bottle with me since I usually don’t drink on runs less than an hour but that was clearly a sweaty mistake.

All in all, it was a not too shabby run.

Although I admit being tired let to me eating an entire small pizza and frozen yogurt for dinner. It was a mistake, my body did not enjoy it, and I am moving on. And that is that.

At least you taught me to be open...

Today’s run was leaps and bounds better than yesterday’s run, despite the fact that I hit snooze for 45 minutes and started running 30 minutes later than I had planned. But I chugged an Illy cappuccino…the kind that comes in a can and tastes like pure heaven…and headed out the door. I managed a 4.38 mile run (according to Map My Run). So basically, I confirmed the fact that I’m a slow poke compared to my former self but a 9.07 pace isn’t all that awful considering the route I ran consists of only up or down. And it’s hot. So I tell myself that if it were not 80 degrees I’d perform better. I tell myself that.

You ate *what* for breakfast?!

And then I came home, turned on Brav0 (yay, more Millionaire Matchmaker!!!), stretched, and ate blue corn chips and queso for breakfast. 

And I have to say, it. was. delicious.

Me versus the bagel

I wish I could say I were out running. But instead I am participating in the sort of marathon that only requires my brain, coffee, and half a semester’s worth of notes: a studying marathon.

I’ve got my butt parked at a bench in Panera with a mug of coffee and an obscene amount of notebooks, papers, and pens around me.

I thought about staying home to study so I could also get some laundry done (gag) but I thought that an endless flow of decaf coffee and a delicious bagel would help get my brain juices flowing. Because I love bagels and I love coffee. And having no TV in front of me is pretty beneficial.

Anywho, that’s not the point of this post.

The point is that I used to be terrified of bagels. Not terrified that they’d come to life and attack me with their doughy lips, but that their carb-y goodness would turn my body into some sort of blobby, inefficient excuse.

Of course they didn’t. And today I happily chewed down my bagel slathered with copious amounts of honey-walnut cream cheese. And it was delicious.

And then I started thinking to myself…why was I ever afraid of a food? Afraid of the insane amount of knowledge I need to understand by Wednesday? Sure. But a bagel? Um…yeah. That makes no sense. They’re delicious. They fuel my brain. They fuel my running. Basically, they’re just awesome. And I’m awesome. So by that logic, me eating a bagel is awesomeness squared.

Were you ever “afraid” of any food? How did you overcome that fear?

{I realize that “fear” of food is not normal. And that way too many of us girls struggle from it. And that I want to “get better”, whatever that means. So in order to cope with my disordered eating habits, I will be making a series of posts like this. Simply because I’ve discovered that “talking it out” and getting feedback helps me immensely.)

Saturday morning eats

It seems as if my morning hunger peaks on Saturdays. Typically I wake up hungry every morning and truly relish in that first bowl of cereal. But come Saturday morning, it’s like a demon baby takes over my stomach and demands food at 2:30 in the morning. And then again at 8:00 in the morning. And definitely at 9:00 in the morning when I finally succumb to the hunger and crawl out of bed.

I started my day with a big bowl of sweetened wheat-fuls, a boiled egg, and blueberries. And I was still starving.

I was also itching to try some Truvia in my coffee. I picked it up at the grocery store last night in an effort to curb my Splenda + coffee consumption that has sky rocketed this week. I blame that on the fact that I have been exhausted all week and when I’m tired, all that my body wants to ingest is carbohydrates and sugar (real or fake). So, while no sugar would be preferable to using Truvia, I think that Truvia is at least a little bit better of an option when it comes to sweetening my coffee and it tasted spectacular in my cinnamon vanilla nut coffee…like a dessert, only coffee-er.

What do you sweeten your coffee with? I used to just be a milk in my coffee kind of gal until recently.

I am truly thankful that today is Saturday, although I did not get nearly enough accomplished yesterday afternoon. I managed to finish my paper proposal during lunch but after my meeting, I went for a run and then basically collapsed onto the couch and watched New Adventures of Old Christine and How I Met Your Mother while eating pizza. While that felt amazing, it was utterly unproductive and I need to get in at least 2 hours of studying (and a 4 mile run in) this morning because the boy is taking me to an awesome restaurant downtown tonight.

How are you spending your Saturday morning? Do you have any evening plans?

How I got through my sleepy Monday

1. Unlimited refills at Panera. Heck yes. Alright, so I only had 1/2 of a mug with caffeinated coffee and all of my other mugs were filled with decaf, but the act of drinking coffee seems to have a placebo effect on me. And it makes studying that much less painful.

2. Stretch Island smooshed fruit. Seriously, this stuff is delicious.

3. A blueberry scone. Do I really need to explain this one?

3. The promise of Jimmy John’s for dinner and cross-wording with the boy later. I’ve been told on multiple accounts that loving crosswords makes me an old fuddy duddy but I will never let them go!

4. A nice, easy, longish run. Okay, so it was only a 10k. But 6 miles is basically my limit at this point, simply because of time and weather constraints.

5. Repeating to myself, “if I study now I can relax later”. Um, yeah. The scone worked better than this but I did manage to get quite a bit of studying done during lunch. Huzzah for me.

How do you get through sleepy days that you know will be crazy and hectic? Apparently I bribe myself with sandwiches and sugar…

{This just in! Janae is having the awesomest giveaway ever!}

Ravenous

I woke up at 3 am this morning, feeling as if I didn’t eat my stomach would jump out of my body and find a good human that would. I forced myself back to sleep.

I woke up again at 8 am feeling the same way. But again, I forced myself back to sleep.

I woke up at 10 am and finally sprung out of bed so I would not wake up with one arm missing later. I hastily made my bed and ran into the kitchen to make some waffles. And ate a  salted boiled egg as I was standing there waiting for the waffles to cook.

I am usually quite a hungry person when I wake up in the morning. Today was…beyond hunger. It’s a good thing I love breakfast and had already daydreamed about what I was going to cook.

Do you get hungry first thing in the morning? And, more importantly, do you love breakfast?

This afternoon…

…my pre-lab class was cancelled.

And I decided that today needed to be a rest day because my poor leg muscles are all swollen.

So I sat on my couch, ruminating over what to eat for lunch. Nothing sounded good.

I finally decided to get my cook on. And I made some lentil sloppy joes. They taste like amazingness. And were a lot easier than I ever could have imagine. The plus side? I have lunch/dinner for the next few days. And I think it would taste amazing on pasta. Or on a sandwich.

{Lentil sloppy joes}

1 cup dry lentils

4 cups water

1 medium onion, diced (I omitted this because this was a spur of the moment adventure and didn’t have one in my fridge)

1 bell pepper, diced (I used a red one)

Olive oil

Garlic powder

2 tbsp chili powder

1 1/2 tsp oregano

Salt

Pepper

8 oz. can of tomato sauce

1/4 cup ketchup

3 tbsp maple syrup

1 1/2 tbsp yellow mustard

  1. Put lentils and water into a pot and bring to a boil. Once boiling, lower the temperature and allow lentils to simmer for about 20 minutes (until they are soft). Drain
  2. Saute onion and pepper in olive oil/salt/pepper (salt and pepper to taste) until soft. Add garlic powder to taste and stir (I like my food super garlicky so I added quite a bit)
  3. Add sauteed ingredients, chili powder, oregano, tomato sauce, and ketchup to the drained lentils. Simmer for 10 minutes, then add maple syrup & mustard and heat through.
  4. Allow to sit for 10 minutes and then serve however you please!

Things I like on a Thursday morning

My copy of Crazy Sexy Diet. I started reading it last night and could not put it down…it’s like a massage for the soul! The forward states that by the end of the book we’ll love Kris Carr. I already love her!

Peanut butter & jelly Larabars; gluten-free, vegan, GMO-free…and it tastes like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich! Perfect for mornings on the go.

{Image from Iowa Girl Eats}

Twining’s decaffeinated Irish breakfast tea. I never thought that I’d be drinking decaf in the morning and still feeling alive!

National Geographic’s video on population growth. It’s an eye-opener and definitely reminded me how HUGE the world is! We’re going to reach 7 billion sometime this year and National Geographic is doing a year long special on population and environmental issues.

Happy Thursday! I cannot believe tomorrow is Friday already but I’m thankful for it!