Sep 28, 2012
I spent the entire flight from Austin to Denver reading an issue of Marie Claire magazine cover to cover (which turned out to be more tabloid-y in tone than I expected), so I am now well-informed on the particulars of Gwen Stefani’s life (she’s soooooo busy), the risks of taking Ambien (sleep-eating!), and the tragic story of a girl whose parents raised her in a 10X20 storage facility (yikes.)....
Sep 27, 2012
I’m traveling to Colorado today, so I’m neither here nor there… I’m up in the air!
(OK. Really. That was terrible, but I once I thought of it, I couldn’t let it go.)
Given that my head is literally in the clouds, you’re going to have to cut me some slack while you read the details below of what I’m up to.
In an embarrassment of riches, I’m spending the...
Sep 25, 2012
Here’s an insider secret for you: I don’t have a fancy, pro-level kitchen. Our cute little house was originally intended to be a rental property, so the applicances are bottom-of-the-line. Both our gas stove/oven and refrigerator successfully fulfill their functions — making things hot and keeping them cool, as required — but they would not appear in anyone’s dream kitchen. Add to...
Sep 21, 2012
Today’s strength workout at the craptastic gym was bittersweet. Our much-maligned — but also beloved — craptastic gym is moving to a new location. A shiny, new, large, airy location. Today, we bid adieu to the gnarly astroturf floor, questionable air conditioning, creepy bathroom (with one dim, bare lightbulb dangling from the ceiling), and painfully bad music on the stereo system.
Sep 19, 2012
If 2012 was going to be awarded a nutrition-geek tagline, it would be the Year of the Paleo Books, and in the last few weeks, a new crop of how-to and cookbooks has been released. As you know, I follow the Whole30 guidelines 95% of the time — and I think It Starts With Food is the definitive book on eating real food for a kickass life (plus, I wrote its Meal Map and Dave did the photography, so yeah, we...
Sep 18, 2012
It’s official! I’m teaching two demo cooking classes at the Whole Foods Culinary Center this Fall. “Demo” means I’ll be cooking and being bossy and telling stories and probably forgetting that I’m in front of a room of people while I lick the spoon. You don’t want to miss that! And when I’m done showing you how to make some of my favorite recipes, you get to...
Sep 17, 2012
Last week, I talked about the significant difference between “starting over” and “starting fresh.”
At Hatha Star yoga on Saturday, our instructor Kim read us a poem by Rumi, a 13th century Persian Muslim poet and Sufi mystic. (I know! So groovy!) It’s an eloquent reminder that continuing to strive, to try, to recommit is the surest path to our most valued and valuable...
Sep 13, 2012
When I was growing up, my whole family ate dinner together at 5:00 p.m. most nights. But every once in a while, when I was a little older, I’d find myself in the house by myself, and that’s when I’d make weird stuff for dinner. Like a whole box of Steak-Umms (liberally sprinkled with garlic salt and browned in a pan until crispy) and a few Eggo waffles, burnt and slathered with butter....
Sep 12, 2012
Leave it to the brilliant Things We Forget blog to elegantly summarize in five words what I explored in hundreds yesterday. All that hand-wringing about how we look, how we eat, how much we can lift, how fast we can run… the whole point of everything is to find the joy, no?
See more of this kind of beautiful thinking right...
Sep 11, 2012
Why is thinner better?
I’ve been asking myself that question for months, as I struggle with the realization that since I had my thyroid removed in 2008, I’ve gained 17 pounds of fat — despite the fact that I eat very clean paleo 90% of the time, sleep 8-9 hours per night, was devoted to CrossFit and strength training, and recently found the bliss of yoga, meditation, and good, old-fashioned...
Sep 11, 2012
You know that thing where you can hold two contradictory thoughts at once? Like… “I love pizza. I hate pizza.” or… “My legs are too short. My legs are awesome.” or… “I love tabata! Tabata is the work of the devil.” I totally have that.
Which is why I have no problem admitting that I crave routine — and I like to do new stuff.
I know! It’s...