Physical activity is a funny thing. I went to a 60 minute hot yoga class today. I was dreading it all morning, and sure enough, when I got there it sucked. I felt like I was going to pass out the entire time and spent most of the class in child’s pose. It was my worst practice to date. But by the time I was done, I was so happy that I went.
When I got home from the yoga class that was both frightful and fantastic, I made a smoothie for breakfast.
1 cup skim milk, 1/2 cup low-fat cottage cheese, 1 frozen banana, 7 oz frozen soursop pulp, and nutmeg (for garnish).
The flavor wasn’t quite right but the texture was luscious.
And nutmeg on creamy drinks, especially piña coladas!, is the best.
Adam and I ran a few errands in the snow and then it was time for a double-decker lunch.
On a hamburger bun with schmear of sour cream, 2 nacho turkey burgers topped with 1 oz of melted sharp cheddar.
It was totally swoon-worthy. The burgers are nice and juicy but have this great chew from the chips too.
I’m glad I made the patties small and stackable.
For dessert, Adam and I each had a mug cake.
I followed the basic recipe, with the inclusion of a handful of chocolate chips.
Dinner was one of my older recipes that I decided to revisit.
I had two enchiladas and some roasted brocoli on my plate.
It was a good, green meal.
But I wasn’t feeling satisfied. In fact, I’ve had a gnawing hunger all day, and I know it’s not thirst in hunger’s clothing because this pitcher and I have been fast friends all day.
That h2o is spiked with limes and sugar cane, fyi.
So I honored my hunger and finished up my dinner with some leftover beans and rice with sour cream and cheddar cheese.
Now I’m done.
What do you do when you’re hungry when you “shouldn’t be?”