No, not this one! Keep reading to see what I’m referring to.
So remember when I said I wanted make my new Trader Joe’s whole-wheat cinnamon rolls into French Toast? That’s exactly what I did Sunday. I sliced the roll into thirds, dipped in a mixture of almond milk, egg whites, vanilla, and cinnamon, and cooked on the stovetop. I didn’t have any maple syrup, which obviously makes French toast, but it was pretty delicious nonetheless. I had some blueberries on the side for a great Sunday breakfast.
I almost forgot! I’ve seen Caitlin sprinkle flaxseed on her French toast so I did the same. Not bad! I don’t think I really tasted the flax, but they definitely added some nutritional value. I love how French Toast can be as decadent or as healthy as you want to make it.
What is your favorite “Sunday” breakfast treat? I think I’d take some quality French toast over pancakes or waffles any day. Especially if there is cinnamon and raisins involved!
Ok, honesty time! I would call myself a jealous person, and lately, it’s been getting worse. I’ve been working out a lot, eating *fairly* healthy, and not seeing any results as far as weight loss (remember when I posted about how I wanted to lose a few pounds…yeah…). Honestly, it’s really affecting my self-esteem and my motivation. It’s hard to bust my butt in the gym and feel like it’s getting me nowhere.
And, it doesn’t help that Mr. Mitch is kicking butt at his goals. He’s lost almost 30 pounds (THIRTY!), he can run 5 miles, and he is in his best shape since I’ve known him. Now, don’t get me wrong, I am NOT complaining that the man looks F-I-N-E, but it’s a little hard to watch him be so happy every time he steps on the scale when I get so bummed when I do the same.
I know, realistically, that he is working harder than I am, partly due to the fact that he has more free time and a more flexible schedule than I do (ah, student life). I also know that he is naturally more athletic and genetically blessed than me, so he will always “do better” than I. I know that I should just be happy for him and shouldn’t compare his (or anyone’s) success and abilities to my own.
But sometimes, I just want to stamp my feet and throw a temper tantrum like a little kid (actually, there might have been an incident this weekend when he wasn’t home that we won’t talk about). I want to be happy with the work I’m doing and the results I’m getting, and I’m just…not.
A few things to break me out of my jealous funk:
- My toe feels better, so I’m going to pick the running back up. Sunday I did 3 miles without stopping, which was big for me. I realized that if I CAN go out there and have victories, whatever they may be, it helps me to be truly happy when I hear about his running success.
- I’m probably starting a new fitness/diet program (I know, I’m cryptic. I just want to wait until it 100% is happening). This new program will give me a support system outside of my boyfriend, and I think right now, I need his support as well as the support of others. Again, making it about ME.
- I’m beginning to realize that there is something on a deeper lever that is hindering me from reaching my goals. I’m not sure what it is yet, but I’m determined to heal myself from the inside out, if that makes any sense.
- I had something else…but now I can’t remember. I think the smell of our dinner cooking (Mitch is making shrimp and chicken fajitas…delicious and healthy!) is making me lose my mind. So I’ll throw it to you: do you feel “jealous” of other’s fitness abilities or people meeting other goals that you can’t? Do you consider yourself jealous? How do you deal with feelings of jealousy or low self-esteem in general?
Mmm…you know when your house SMELLS spicy, the food is going to be good. I’m so hungry…almost time to eat…