Not for a boy…oh no, not this time. For almond butter.
After my morning workout (20 mins running, stretching, abs, arm weights), I whipped up the most delicious brekkie I’ve had in a hot long time:
It ain’t very pretty, but it was delicious, let me tell you. Gluten-free rolled oats with a ton of cinnamon, a chopped up cameo apple (my favorite apple), and a giant spoonful of crunchy almond butter. Mmmm 🙂
Now, mind you, I was an almond butter virgin until this morning. I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to try it! So I did.
It was amazing. I licked every last bit off of the spoon from the jar. And it was great in the oatmeal! I think I’ll start adding some almond buttah to my morning oaties 🙂 I didn’t completely enjoy the ton of apple in my oats though..I think from now on I’ll stick with big fruit on the side, and tiny chopped or dried fruits in my oats. I like mine creamy, not with giant chunks! So I ended up eating all of the apple pieces first, and then my precious oaties. Delish.
I ate every last bite.
So for all of you almond buttah lovahs, some food porn:
Hungry yet? I am 😉
Backtracking a little bit, I got to read some of Chi Running before beddie bye last night. It’s different from all of the running books that are super serious and talk about it like it’s a science – which it is, in many senses – but I prefer the style of this book. It’s much more laid-back, conceptual, and tangible to fit everyone’s fitness and skill levels. I guess that’s what puts the Chi in Chi Running 🙂
This guy is also an ultramarathoner who’s crazy good at what he does, training athletes and doing T’ai Chi while he’s at it. No, this guy doesn’t do crazy weight training, cross-training, or Body Pump. He runs and does T’ai Chi. This guy might have the key to the universe.
I’ve begun to really enjoy running, an activity that I used to grind my teeth through and continuously think to myself, One more mile, Katelyn, just one more minute…just 100 more calories and then you can be done. It was all about calories, mileage, and making sure I always ran exactly an hour and 15 minutes.
Now, I run with my body. If my body needs a break, I’ll walk for a minute. If I’m thirsty, I’ll take a sip. If my lungs are working too hard, I slow down a bit. If I wake up one day and feel like I need a day off, I’ll take it.
Because I don’t feel guilty anymore.
It’s a beautiful feeling. I’ve come to just enjoy getting up early when the house is quiet, enjoying some fresh water while I check my email and read blogs, and then enjoying the feeling of waking myself up with some running and the Today show (and I’ll admit, Sesame Street and Arthur some days 🙂 ).
I always leave my run feeling awake, refreshed, energized, and ready for a yummy, hearty brekkie 🙂 There’s no better feeling in the world.
Question of the Day: What are your thoughts on working out, break days, and guilt?
I’m excited to hear your responses 🙂
Off to power vibrant yoga! Have a beautiful morning lovlies 🙂