I gone and did it.


I celebrated over on social media a few days ago because in the middle pictures exactly a year ago I lost 50lbs on that day. Now I have added an additional 28-32 give or take bloat. 😀 which is documented on the right. I love sharing my story, but I do know people get tired of hearing it or thinking they can never do it.

So I guess I feel like it is time to revisit the realities. In my head, I still feel and think and look like the girl on the left. In fact, I am the exact same person and the only real difference I feel (besides the obvious health benefits of losing weight) is my super unattractive saggy skin. You can’t see it ever cause I usually cover it, but trust me it is there and yes it holds me back.

But a lot of times people believe that weight loss mentally, physically and emotionally fixes every thing. It doesn’t. They also believe it perfects life and marriage and your relationships. It doesn’t. They believe it is easy and that you always eat healthy and eventually they start to make side swipes at you about being too healthy, too skinny or too obsessed.

What happened for me is I recognized the weight I was carrying was a lot of issues that I needed to work on and that I still work on. It didn’t fix everything. If anything it probably made me deal with a lot. My own insecurities, my own inadequacies and my imperfections were suddenly front and center. I could hide behind it all 80lbs ago.

My relationships changed especially with those in my outer circle. I am still working on why, but I honestly feel like my weight issues stemmed from a lot of insecurity and feeling insignificant. I let and wanted myself to not be seen and now I have made myself a priority and want (no demand) that if someone is important to me that I hold that same sort of space in their lives. It has made for some hurt feelings on my part, but I have lived my life too long on others terms and not my own. If you are important and I let you in, you know it.

My marriage was not magically more in tune or in tact because I lost weight. In fact, the one thing I have always loved about my guy is he never knew me any different size than the one I was. I was overweight when we met. He loved me so much then and he loves me so much now. In my experience, that is what a successful marriage is…it is loving someone as they are and always supporting them to be better and yes he has done so flawlessly. I do love that I surprised him on my stick to it tive ness. I have mentioned before I am flighty sometimes. Meaning I become obsessed with something quickly and then move on just as quickly. I am a year and half in and still sweating and eating good. But I like to surprise him a lot because it keeps things exciting. He is so even keeled it is good for our marriage.

The misconception that every single bite of food I take is healthy. Ummm No. Yesterday Ientry4 went to Culvers and had a loaded burger, fries with a Dr. Pepper. Can I tell you my secret. It was exercising and being very restrictive for about 6 months. That means I counted calories, worked out consistently (1 rest day a week) and watched portion sizes. What that did was rev up my metabolism, so that when I splurge my body isn’t as brought down by it minus bloat.




The second misconception is that I love working out. And I do…but I always love it after. Rarely do I love it before. It takes motivation (sometimes even caffeine) and sometimes it just doesn’t happen. Some weeks I have two rest days. The reality is working out every day can be boring for some. For me I love running because it lets me have quiet time to work out the junk above. But when I am injured or it is 50 billion degrees outside and I need motivation I find workouts I like. I love HIIT workouts that challenge me and my competitive side. I love focusing on equipment I have like weights, balance ball or medicine ball or even challenges. Or I just run up a hill. I just try and keep it fresh. I just try and remember to keep moving.

The obvious benefits are my resting heart rate is amazing. My BP is perfect. My blood panels are perfect. My migraines are pretty non-existent. My IBS is all but gone. My mood and energy is so much better. My sleep is a lot better. My clothes sizes are awesome and I feel great.

But the biggest secret of all is I am kind with myself. I am extremely careful about words I use. I don’t like words like: bad, cheat, fix because I don’t need or do any of those things and they truly do nothing but start an internal argument with myself that I have had for all of those years with the extra weight. I use words like love, grace and forgiveness. That is my secret. Love wins. It just does. You can’t deny it.


Authentic Self 

Confession time…


  1.  I have gained 3lbs
  2. The last two weeks have been so work and home stressful combined
  3. I gave myself permission to emotionally eat
  4. I also gave myself permission to not exercise unless I had the energy to do it 
  5. I didn’t put myself first and I know I should 
  6. I resorted back to some of my old habits 
  7. And finally…I don’t care. 

I refuse to beat myself up. Does that mean I didn’t have moments of regret? No. I had quite a few. I also knew exactly what I was doing and was aware of the consequences. The reality was I had massive responsibilities at work outside of my classroom the kind of things the public forgets that teachers do. I found myself longing to just walk into my classroom and just teach. But I also love being there for my students, so I willingly choose to serve my student population outside of classroom. And yes it hit hard and fast the last three weeks. Throw in a nasty virus that hit our house, a sad death in our family and my grad course. 

And yes Mommy Rhetoric didn’t make the best choices. But I did try and be really in tune with the physical and mental need for physical activity. Today to jumpstart my personal motivation I did what I always do…I listened to Shaun T.’s “Trust and Believe” podcast where he spoke about being your authentic self. As I walked and listen I really started to think about exactly how far I have come. I found this part of myself the last year that has made me feel honest and true to who I am more than anything other than my guy. 

And that is that I need exercise like I need water, food and love. If I constantly stay in tune with that I feel like I am truly being who I am. I would love to tell you I exercised faithfully every single day. I didn’t though. Some days I literally came home and put myself to bed from sheer exhaustion, other days I had a cup of coffee and I ran till I couldn’t anymore. That is me being my authentic self of being so in tune with myself that I recognize the needs of my body and you can’t beat yourself up for that. 

But you know what I have been so happy the last three weeks. Happy because I am living in my truth and my passion. That is taking care of my family, being there for my students and fulfilling my passions. But alas the time has come….the calm. Summer is approaching and the focus can now shift back to making me a priority. I started today. I have been struggling with programs for awhile now. 

I have running goals. Doing a complete workout program start to finish sometimes makes my running goals fall by the wayside. But I started to think I had seen other hybrid versions of workouts that included running, so I began to think maybe I could combine my more recent love of lifting with my old faithful running. I sat down and created a 30 day Hammer (Sagi from Hammer and Chisel) a Running Hybrid program. I intend to do the 21 Day containers because I know how important nutrition is to lifting. Truthfully, for muscles to do what you want them to do (and look how you want them to look) you gotta eat right. So I will follow the eating plan for “leaning out”. 

I am not gonna lie, I am so proud of myself for doing that. That was a huge step in the right direction after the last month or so where I haven’t been too goal oriented. I am starting tomorrow and I am gonna kick some butt. Today I was feeling frumpy and blah. So I did what I do when I feel like that….first I listened to Shaun T. And then I took a shot to do a side by side to remind myself just how far I have come and then it all seemed silly and I moved on. There is tomorrow. I get a reset. RESET hit and hybrid program on. Whoop! 

I don’t want to be your inspiration.

Photo (1)The last few months I have heard the phrase, “You are such an inspiration” so much and I naturally do not take compliments very well, but this one has never set well with me. Once I hear it I often go into my own head recounting all the things I have done that day to prove I am anything but an inspiration.

It is no secret the year of 2015 was the year of Mommy Rhetoric. I figured my shit out. I got myself together. I made myself a priority. But the more you think you have it all together and figured out the more I realized I have nothing figured out and just when I think I do have it all figured out the more the universe says, “Oh hell no.”

The year 2014 was hands down the worst year of all of my life. My life crumbled. I dealt withIMG_4854 the worst life could throw me. I pretended to be okay, but all the while I was a pile of mush and mess of emotions that I had no idea how to deal with. I told myself and others I was okay, while inside I traveled further and further away from who I really was.

The reality is that in 2015 I was forced to deal with that separation from myself and others. I lived through a crisis and came out on the other side. What came out on the other side was a crumbled version of my family and a crumbled version of myself. I felt like I was in a forest and fighting to find my way out. I said it before and I will say it again. My brain, my body and my heart gained an irrecoverable wrinkle that forever changed me and them. It then became my job to put myself back together so that I could help put them back together. And that process…it ain’t easy.

I struggled forgiving others in my life who couldn’t save me from that forest especially the ones who I felt like didn’t even try. I still struggle that they can’t forgive me for being lost in the forest. I saw true nature of others image1and they saw my own true nature.  I stared at my faith in the eye and had it more defined for me than it had ever been and if I am honest all of that was incredibly ugly, and angry.

I had to find a way to forgive a lot. But most importantly I had to find a way to forgive myself. And being honest I am not even sure I am there yet. This type of forgiveness takes time, grace and whole lot of love. And the process really doesn’t feel all that inspiring. So when I hear, “you are inspiring” I feel like a fraud.

My weight loss is so much more than an inspirational story or a container system or work out program. It is my therapy. It is my method of coping and dealing with life handing you lemons and choosing to use that lemon for my water instead of making a pie. It is my way to get into my own head and figure my shit out. Mile by mile. Workout by workout. Doughnut by doughnut (okay, I am kidding! maybe?).

I know I don’t normally cuss on my blog anymore, but if I am here and I am truthful and I am Mommy Rhetoric in all her glory. The only word that adequately describes what the last few years have been like for me it is necessity. It is therapeutic and it is my truth. Working through this is a process that I feel like could take me a lifetime. Someday it feels like I have made progress and other days it feels like I am right back to where I started.


It is true my life is exponentially better. But never mistake that Photo (2)for a perfect and inspiring life. We still deal daily with how our lives have changed and I am really only beginning to see some parts of the ramifications of this messy life. But on the hard days I hit the road or a sweat a little longer. Or I have a doughnut.

But I also still battle the beast that is emotional eating. I get bothered sometimes that people think I am always so good because I think they would be disappointed in me or would be shocked to see just how uninspirational I truly am. But that is one thing I hope I have done in this journey and that is sharing my truth that can one day offer up a day of doughnuts, Dr. Peppers and french fries and the next show a disciplined athlete and eater.

I don’t have those Dr. Pepper days as much that is true, but they still exist and no that doesn’t make me a cheater or a bad person for eating “bad” food. It me dealing with reality. Some days are harder than others. I never look at a day as the sun comes up and think today will be a bad day or today will be a good day. I honestly tackle the world minute by minute.

I hit each day and I tackle it the best I can. Some days I kill it. Other days I fail miserably, but the most important part of all of this is….. I hit each day and I tackle it the best I can. That is a decision I make and that is the one and only inspirational part of my story. Not the inches lost, not what a square box says, not what I put in my mouth and certainly not how my clothes fit. It is deciding every single day that I am worthy of this life and that I need to tackle every day and what it brings. Even the hard stuff.

So when you are searching for inspiration please don’t find it in people. Find it in yourself. We are all beautiful in our own ways and we find a way to not only see those ways, but honor them by being who you are unashamedly and without hesitation. The world wants to see your true authentic self and that is where inspiration lies. That is what I hope makes me inspirational to all of you.

I encourage each of you take a minute and look on your phone or a device and find a picture where you are truly smiling. Not a fake selfie taken 30 times for the right angle or light. Just a picture that is snapped where you see pure and utter happiness and tell yourself this life throws us things…crappy, crappy things, but you chose to smile. That is where love lies. Love always wins. 


A family stronger than ever. A woman being comfortable in her own skin and who she is. A man recovering from an incurable neurological disorder and major life disruption. A man and woman trying to raise daughters the best way they know how. Two teenage girls and all that entails and one baby girl who has so much yet to conquer. All those smiles. Those personalities. That is LOVE WINNING.

Signing out as Mommy Rhetoric and still searching for Less of Me (let me know if you find it)

It is here. My Fitaversary.


I went to go look and see if I commemorated it any special way here on my blog a year ago and nothing. I remember the trepidation with which I faced this day a year ago. I wasn’t doing anything than I had ever done. I wanted a change. I wanted to try to change. But secretly I doubted my ability to do it.

I started off simple with T25. I didn’t change my diet. I didn’t change the way I looked at food or how I let it rule me and my emotions. But I did show up. I found my accountability partner who had been flirting with working out. I joined her process.

If I am honest I didn’t think I would stick to it….or if I did I planned to eat the way I was and just work out. Eventually, I realized you CANNOT work away a bad diet. It is impossible. I also learned more than anything, I need to love myself more than that.


In my year in review I covered how I had been committed to daily workouts and I was feeling so strong and so good and convinced I had lost some weight and I felt great. I had my daughters snap a picture of me with my guy and when I saw it, I was devastated. That was the beginning of my end. I ordered 21 Day Fix that day or soon after and by the following week I was finally doing it.

I started here….


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Both pictures I hoped would never see the light of day. But now I wear them proudly like a badge of honor. This was me this weekend to commemorate what I knew what was coming.


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I tried to recreate the whole picture for others to see the drastic changes that can happen in a year. I am living proof of love and consistency pays off. Are there things I would still like to look better? Yes. I have so much skin. In fact, so much skin I get really worried about losing much more because it gets saggier by the day. Under my chin, my thighs, my stomach and my arms. I am hoping lifting weights will help me grow into my skin.

But alas that too uncovers my insecurities because my inches are going up. And I know they should. But I have short legs and meaty calves and thighs. I always have. Even when I was at my prime of health playing softball my thighs and calves were so muscular. I am insecure about it.

I am happy with the arms. It is helping tighten up the skin. So I guess those inches are okay. My waist and hips continue to decrease in inches. I just hate the way any movement out or in and the way it plays with your head. Proof that I am in this battle for the long haul. I have no intention to change my ways. I need this now.

And more than anything I like what I see in the mirror more and more. I just gotta keep working for it and to keep it. That is love winning. ❀



21 Day Update

Well my latest round of 21 Day Fix came and went and was super successful! Not necessarily like it has been previously, but cool things were happening. I lost 7lbs and about 6.5 inches. I leaned out. I can always tell when I do that. I am less bloated. I feel better. I feel good.

I am getting very nervous about losing too much more because my skin is sagging really bad. It is so loose in my face and chin area. Of course it is loose in my stomach and legs but those are harder to see. My arms and face I am way more conscious of.  I was having a convo with my oldest daughter about weight and when I realized that my new goal was her weight I kind of pumped the breaks so to speak.

I like the weight I am now. I would like to be more lean and I would be okay with 10ish or less pounds more, but if I don’t it is okay. My focus is a new one for me. It is about being healthy and making decisions based on being the healthiest me versus losing weight. That is a complete mind shift for me, but I am handling it better than I thought I would.

Anyway wanted to share some updated photos from January to November …JanuarytoNovember


We are in a round of T25 right now and I walk/run when I have the time to which is a bit harder because we have a musical coming up in two weeks.  I still walk at least 10 miles in my classroom a day. I eat 100% entirely clean with the occasional Quaker granola bar.

People ask me if I cheat. The answer is simple. I will never call it a cheat. If I want it, I eat it. If it is really bad for me I know I need to work a little harder. I will never get in the game of what is happening in the kitchen being worse than what happens in the gym. I won’t chase one to have the other.

More than anything I focus on not eating based on how I feel. I did that before and that was the problem. I don’t have that problem anymore. So yea….Mommy Rhetoric has figured out her formula. Eating is to live and exercise is free therapy. I love both!

STATurday Saturday – It needed to happen.

I am slowly but steadily sliding into a routine over here. Which means for my blogging world that I can get back to blogging my usual stuff and times. I knew I owed my readers and myself time to sit down and crunch my numbers and what not. But I will NOT lie that hardest part of this journey remains and I have a feeling will remain the mental battle. The quick 1 second decisions of good choices. Thankfully, they are getting easier to make, but that doesn’t mean I am not weak or that I am perfect.

It mostly means I am committed to a healthier me and until I get where I want to be that has to be consistent. The hard part is the closer I get the easier it feels to say, “Ah…it is okay to…” Fill in the blank with eat bad food or skip said workout. I am not there and I honestly would like to never be there. I don’t want to give up on this and I committed for the lifestyle change, not the way I look in the mirror or the size I fit or to say I have lost 60lbs and so many inches. Those things are nice, but they are material. I need to battle the things that say, “You don’t deserve this and you aren’t worth it.”


  • 47.5 Inches lost since January 2015
  • 58lbs lost since January 2015
  • 210 to 152lbs
  • Size XL to Size S
  • Size 20 to a Size 6 (and they are getting loose)





Sorry if they are all blurry. I thought it was a mirror thing, but after taking it at gym I realized my phone maybe dirty. I will work on that. Regardless the photos on right are from February and photos on left are from today. The last was just a straight on shot after weights and a run on the treadmill.

My skin is becoming a bigger and bigger issue. My guy and I have talked a lot about it, but I am no where near ready to make permanent decisions about it. I am just trying to feel less self conscious about it. I do wonder sometimes what my body would actually look like without it all and I wonder what my weight would actually be. I can physically lift off and push it to the side. Underneath I have rock hard abs, beautiful biceps and thigh muscles you could bounce a quarter off of. With it I jiggle, I feel a little like I am drowning in a sea I have no hope of getting out of and weighs me down mentally.  I am extremely weird about that kind of stuff though with my beliefs. So again the mental battle begins.

I have been so good this week and loving all the food I have been eating. It is all so healthy and fresh and I feel good. That is probably the biggest thing I notice is the moment I eat crap, I feel like crap. So I just don’t.  Someone asked me what happens after the 21 days….and I giggled and said it just keeps going considering I started it in March. That is the thing with 21 days…it is NOT a diet. It is a way to eat. It is no different than any other thing out there. The biggest reason I continue to use it is for the portion size. But I can go without the containers. I don’t need them to know what my body needs. I use them because I can and it makes life easier.

I always hold the ultimate decision of what goes into my body. I just try and always be sure it is worthy of the work and effort I have made for the last 9 months. When I celebrate my year anniversary I want to feel like and proclaim I didn’t falter because I made a bad decision. Yes sometimes I eat bad for me things, but it is always very calculated and it isn’t a cheat. It is being human.

And with that…Love keeps winning. It always does!

Same dance, same results.

I am having the exact same problem I had with the last round of 21 fix. I am tracking my meals and taking pictures, but they are repeats and not exactly exciting blogging. So I may not share every single day, every single meal. If you are curious about anything please don’t hesitate to email me. I am at mommyrhetoric@gmail.com . I am happy to share.

I am still maddeningly struggling with the amounts of food. I cannot eat as much as 21 day Ex says too. I am not sure what the ramifications of that are. I know what is happening to my body though. I am leaning out and muscles are changing and that was happening before the fix. I added running and my muscles are doing exactly what they should be.

I don’t understand why I doubt the process. I know I need more foods, but I am seriously contemplating performance/protein powders to help with the calories because I am on the fourth day of this and my stomach cannot handle all the food. I feel so gross. I know some of this is the detox part of 21 but the 5 proteins and 4 carbs a day are killing me. I don’t struggle with the veggies and fruits, but I haven’t really had many carbs since I started the first time. It is weird to me. I tried sweet potatoes today which 21 places in carb category.  Hopefully that will help.

The hardest part is with feeling like this I feel like I have gained 50lbs. I don’t have the yucky side effects from processed foods and carbs like last time, but I am worried with the way I feel that that lovely ol’ scale is climbing. But again I am trying to trust the process and trust my body. I am keeping up my activity. I am trying to balance runs. My knees were really struggling with the jumping Kpuff and I were doing in work outs and the daily runs. I am trying to do 3-4 longer and faster runs a week and then either walk/jog the days I feel like it. I was icing my knees and dealing with swelling last week. I have been going super easy the last few days and finally feel like I can hit the pavement in a good manner.

Ahh this post is all over the place. Not exciting I know. Maybe I should go exercise instead of sitting here feeling blah. I am off.

Going rogue: 21 Day Fix Again.

Okay two things happened when I decided to do the 21 Day Fix Extreme. I put away my scale and I quit counting calories. My caloric need is pushing 1900 according to the 21 Day Fix Extreme formula. I know I have yet to make it there in two days even given yesterday was kind of off. Basically, I am eating without worrying about calories. I know how to eat 21 day fix approved and I am sticking to that.

In our family it worked out better to celebrate Father’s Day yesterday so I kind of took the day off. However, I know for a fact because I have been counting calories for a year that I didn’t even come close to my caloric need. But I will warn you now my menu for the day is crappy and not at all 21 Day Fix approved.

21 Day Fix Extreme: Day # 2


In the extreme I have got to get more protein and carbs in. I am trying like heck to do it. So for breakfast I had half a whole wheat pita slice (1 yellow) smeared with almond butter (2 tsp) with three hard-boiled eggs (1.5 red) and I had an unsweetened applesauce (1/2 purple).

Then this is where yesterday was about celebration. We went as a family to the movie and I split a small plain old popcorn (1 yellow) with my guy and I had a Dr. Pepper. Wowy kazowy was that weird. It was fizzy, it was so sweet and it was a nice special treat. But honestly, I don’t miss it!

Then for dinner we celebrated with my in laws and had burgers. I opted for hamburger (1 red) without a bun, potato salad (1 yellow) plus other additives that are not 21 friendly, cantaloupe (1 purple), dill pickles and broccoli salad.

Then we came home and surprised my guy with a gigantic cup cake that we split among us all. I had a small tiny piece.

Yea, I am gonna celebrate these days. It isn’t a lifestyle change if you make yourself miserable and hate it. I was just sensible with my portion sizes and didn’t go crazy.

But here is the rogue part…I did extensive measurements on Friday and I will be not be doing any measurements or weight checks until the end of the 21 days. It is surprisingly freeing. But more than anything it is about trusting myself that I know what to do and when I don’t knowing I have the plan to show me. I am excited to see how this goes.

Back on the train again.

I am smart enough to know when I am falling down. Or at least to know when to stick my hand out for help as I go down. My eating hasn’t gotten worse, but it has been so very unguided and not supporting the amount of calories I am burning. I am peaking at working out but my food is still wanting for attention. My calories are too small and I learned early this winter that my weight is made is in the kitchen. Thankfully, my choices were never hard and I haven’t over indulged.

The emotionally addicted eater in me was starting to make her presence known. I began to reason that I knew I needed more calories so maybe I should have that piece of cake. Or those cracker’s calories are the carbs I need even though the list of ingredients are longer than my daughters birthday list. Burning more calories puts you into a balance of needing more carbs and protein to fuel your body and let’s be honest I am not a fitness expert. In fact, I am far from it and more importantly my fitness and weight right now is fluid. That means is rapidly (though it feels slow to me) changing.

I need guidance. I need someone/something to teach me. I needed it now. I have come too far. I am living and eating as if I were 45 lbs heavier and that just doesn’t work for me anymore. As I lay in bed this am I sat and contemplated what I needed to do to get this final 10-15 lbs off. I contemplated how I can nourish my body so that I don’t have to give up this stuff I love. I love working out with Kpuff. I love going hard and I love watching her and I killing it more and more every single day. I love running and watching and seeing my self-esteem blossom from this time and effort spent on me.

I know there are no quick fixes. I know there is no magical answer. But I do know I have a formula that has worked for me before and that is the 21 day fix. Now enter 21 day fix extreme which takes into account higher activity levels and boom I got my formula! So I am at it again.

21 Day: Round 2: Day 1

Not gonna lie I struggle at the beginning every single time. It is SOOOOOO much food. I feel bloated. I feel gross. I feel like all I did was eat. The amounts of proteins and carbs are higher than I am used to so I am especially bloated. But I know this the right thing for me for right now.

For breakfast I had my usual



Two organic eggs, 1 piece of whole wheat toast, cherries and I also had a 1 tsp of peanut butter with a huge glass of ice water


My mid-morning snack was a shake and good golly miss molly this is where things felt super full. But it came highly recommended as a snack for active athletes for nutrient deficiencies. Especially when we are talking about depletion.


And my usual and favorite staple for lunch….salmon patties….broccoli, quinoa and wild brown rice and apple sauce.

Insert beautiful picture of dinner here which was 2 corn tortilla shelled tacos covered in lettuce, salsa and Mexican cheese.


PM snack: I still and missing greens so I had a go with this. It is pretty high sodium for 21 day, but I was desperate and need to go grocery shopping. So it worked for me for now.


At the end of the day I still am missing a few of my containers, but I know it will be a growing process and I love having the guide again to change things up for the activity level I am. Yea I am back on the train. The first round I really trained myself on how to eat correctly, so I have high hopes I will be there again. I will get this figured out. I am worth every single second of it. My family was super supportive of my decision to do this again. Although, they always are super proud of me, so that helps!

We all gotta eat…

I really thought being home would make eating easier. I find myself struggle sometimes with what my kiddos are eating. My family is a high carb family and they always need desert. I do really well at avoiding what they have and what they are eating foodie4but it isn’t always easy. I do have a few tricks though that seem to work. I eat minty gum or (trick from Kpuff from back in the day) I brush my teeth. It steers my mind away from their food for some reason. And I try really hard to not fix separate dinners but the reality is just sometimes I have too. If I can’t clean up what they are eating and want (say pasta???!) then I don’t partake and eat a sammy or I make something different.

My go-to recipe for everything though is salmon patties. Sometimes they are called salmon cakes. They are the stinkiest things ever but they taste so good and are really mild. I would love to say I have recipe, but I eye ball it all. I buy good canned pink salmon. Make sure it has the omega 3’s and I drain any and all liquid once the can is open. I add in 1 egg about (guessing) 1/4 cup of whole wheat bread crumbs or panko. Then I take a wooden spoon and break up skin and bones in the fish because those are actually where a lot of the nutrients are. I then make patties. If you do 21 day fix you can place it in a red then it will be 1.5 reds with the egg and I count it as a half yellow. I cannot eat a full good meal with the red size though so I do half a red and make smaller patties.

You can season however you like. Usually I just have pepper and a little salt, but I also like Mrs. Dash’s cajun in it. Then I pan fried in a tbsp of coconut oil. You can bake and I have before. I don’t like it at all for me I feel like baking makes the fishy taste more pronounced then with frying. You aren’t deep frying, but you do need to cook low and slow so you don’t have to addFOODIE1 more.

I also eat spinach salads more than any other salad and love it with baked chicken which I have perfected. It is probably my other staple. I make 3-4 chicken packets placed in a big piece of foil. I season them with Mrs. Dash’s cajun seasoning again (I LOVE THIS STUFF!!!). I throw in an ice cube or two and wrap it up tight and cook it at 375 usually 30 minutes or until temp says 180. You can add veggies in the packet if you want, but I don’t like that as well.

I like quinoa and usually will make a batch of red or white and let it last me the whole week. I usually have shakeology for at least one meal a day. I use vegan chocolate shakeology which I love! Sometimes I will add Pb2 to it, but usually I just add a ton of ice and water and go. It is amazing and I feel like I have a treat. And breakfast….I have found the best pancake or waffle recipe and add Pb2 and maple syrup…NOMS!

I am still eating a ton of fruit. I am obsessed with cherries as of late and I find myself mesmerized by just how much I love them. I have never ever considered having them any other way than in a pie! I also kinda like freaking out my family that it looks like blood when you eat them. I usually eat at least 3-6 lbs of strawberries a week if I can find them. I have been on a huge peach and nectarine kick. I love kiwi but ours has been pretty tart. I love both cantaloupe and watermelon. I usually go through two each of those (#3 loves them so I am sharing) in a week.

I got very tired of asparagus so I have been eating spinach, mushrooms, steamed broccoli, on occasion kale and green beans. I don’t venture out foodie2too much here. I don’t really eat the starchy veggies like potatoes and corn/peas. Usually if I do them it will be a sweet potato but even that I think I have had one in two months. To get my greens I rely heavily on broccoli or spinach. The biggest contributor to the greens though is squash. Especially zucchini squash. I got a vegetti cutter which cuts yours veggies into pasta noodles and I eat those a lot. I saute them in coconut oil and garlic powder and it is favorite.

My go-to snack is and will always be white air popped popcorn. I top it usually with salt or Parmesan cheese. I am not starving that is for sure. My calorie intake has been steadily climbing. I will figure it out. I always do. I am feeling much leaner these days. I feel like at the beginning I lost fat and inches. Now I feel like my muscles are becoming more defined and my bones are protruding and coming out like they should have been all along.

I will tell you my biggest asset in my diet is pinterest. If I am hungry for something finding a recipe that I can clean up or is already clean is really easy. There is so much out there that is 21 day fix or clean diets.