No RegretsPosted: January 10, 2013
Thursday, already?! Don’t you just love when the weeks fly by without you even wishing for it? I’ve been really trying to focus on not wishing the days away lately, and it seems to be working!
Yesterday morning, I slept in a little bit because I planned on an evening workout instead of a morning one. For breakfast, I prepped a two-egg scramble with spinach and green peppers at home and brought it to work with me, and it was delicious. You’d think I’d be sick of this breakfast combo after having it almost every day for the past two weeks, but I’m not, so I can’t complain!
I was still hungry after the eggs, so there was also a sliced pear on the side.
For lunch, I brought a salad that was kind of a kitchen sink type of meal. Whenever I do groceries for two weeks at a time, things tend to start to get a little weak by the end. I start to run out of ingredients, and I have to throw things together that I may not otherwise think to just so I can use everything up and still eat some good meals. Luckily, this salad turned out colorful and tasty!
Into the container went my homemade dressing (olive oil, red wine vinegar, Italian spices), lettuce, spinach, cucumbers, carrots, sunflower seeds, strawberries (I bought a 2-pound case and they were going bad fast), and habanero peppers.
I bought the peppers on a whim because they said HOT! on the label and anything spicy appeals to me, but then they ended up sitting in my fridge for days before I could think of anything to do with them. As a last ditch effort not to waste them, I chopped about six of them up and tossed them on top of my salad figuring they’d give it a little bit of a kick.
Well, a donkey kick to the face was more like what it really gave it!
I was eating the salad thinking okay, these aren’t even that hot… until I realized that they had all sunk to the bottom when I tossed it with the dressing.
So the first half of the salad was fine, but I’m pretty sure the second half left my internal organs on fire. I was sweating by the end… but I also kind of loved it. I don’t understand people who don’t like spicy foods; it was like my taste buds were having a dance party! Now I really can’t wait to think of other ways to use these little guys.
Yesterday afternoon, even after a stellar lunch, I was feeling kind of blah. That’s when I discovered that I’d stashed some of the chocolate caramels my mom bought me for Christmas in my desk.
A word of caution: don’t hide chocolate in your desk. It’s bad, bad news, people. I ended up eating all of them… and I was left with a massive, massive headache to show for it.
I thought it had totally derailed by plans for an evening workout because all I could think about was going home and laying on the couch with Michael and Lincoln, but I was supposed to meet a friend at the Y, so I pushed myself not to skip it. And wouldn’t you know, once I started moving around and breaking a sweat, I started to feel much better! I see less sugar on the horizon for this girl.
I did a really fun (albeit packed) one-hour Zumba class with my friend from work, and then I did this biceps + chest workout, plus some back extensions, side bends, and hanging knee lifts before calling it a night. I’m definitely much more of a morning workout fan these days, but I was still glad to have gotten it done!
And now, on another note, here’s something I found on Instagram the other day that I found really interesting:
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about regrets, and I’ve realized: I don’t want to have them.
I often find myself dwelling on thoughts like ‘why did that happen?’, ‘how could he/she/I have done that?’, or ‘why couldn’t that have happened differently?’. But the fact of the matter is: stuff happens. And once it happens, you can’t change it. Whether it’s eating an entire bag of chocolates in one sitting, making a fool of yourself in front of a crowd, or letting yourself get seriously hurt by someone you loved, it doesn’t matter. Once it’s happened, it’s happened. You can’t take it back, you can’t change it, you can’t make things turn out differently; the only thing you can do is learn from it, grow, and use the experience to better your future.
I’m not sure if I believe that ‘everything happens for a reason,’ but I absolutely believe that life is what you make it. If you spend your life wishing things happened differently in the past, they won’t be any different in the future. And that’s something I’m going to try to remember.
On that note, I hope you all have a fabulous Thursday!