I’m eating dinner as I type. It’s a recipe from Lean in 15 – but it’s one of those tricky ones without pictures so I don’t know if this is what it’s supposed to look like.
Besides I didn’t make it. My very lovely boyfriend did it while I was at work. The book says to use a food processor to grind the cauliflower to a ‘couscous-like texture’. The problem is we don’t have a food processor. Kudos to him though he tried. I came back from work to find the cheese grater, potato masher and other gratery-type implements scattered across the kitchen with bits of cauliflower in them.
The recipe also calls for pomegranate seeds, which I’ve never had in the context of a savoury dish before. It works though, gives the salad little bursts of sweetness. Also – I have no idea about portion sizes. Do any of you know?? Does that look like a normal-person-sized-portion to you?
I didn’t prepare my lunch today because we didn’t have time to do any food shopping yesterday, so I had these Japanese gyoza things (vegetarian dumplings) from M&S with a side salad and some chicken. Not something my current salary could support daily unfortunately. But I’ll remember these for when I have a personal chef in a few years. For my snack I had some fruit.
I woke at 7am sharp and did 15 minutes of HIIT. I chose to do 30 seconds of exercise with 30 seconds of rest and my three exercises were:
- 8-count burpees
- mountain climbers.
Tomorrow I might ramp it up and do 40 seconds of exercise with 20 seconds of rest as I found it a bit too easy. I might also swap the squats for more dynamic squat jumps to keep my heart-rate up and really make sure my downstairs neighbours can’t have a lie-in.
I went for my usual walk at lunchtime round the back of the offices, which are handily located at the edge of the South Downs National Park, an area of outstanding natural beauty (it’s officially labelled this, it’s not coming from me. But it is rather beautiful). I watched some baby foxes tumble about in a meadow in the sunshine and wondered why the rabbits looked so relaxed about this (do the animals have some kind of pact where they don’t eat each other during the day?). This beats what I used to do on lunch breaks at my last job, which was walk down the dual carriageway to Tesco.
After work I had a ‘moving’ Bootcamp session, which involved lots of sprinting, beach runs, clambering over groynes and various other forms of torture (including more mountain climbers) in a torrential downpour. I came away feeling like I’d worked to my maximum and also potentially might have a stroke.
And that brings me to the end of my dinner. I’m full up! In a pleasant, non-bloated sort of way. I’m feeling good! And I didn’t have to cook a single thing.