tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49551323970694140782024-02-07T13:15:50.698-08:00Cupcakes and OmSeeking balance and harmony...And all things yummy!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-51567152777698684692012-08-05T22:28:00.001-07:002012-08-05T22:28:57.821-07:00Lovely Seafair weekend!!It really doesn't get much better than this! Horse show, Blue Angels, and 90 degrees. I think it's time to start blogging again people! <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj70ciOK66jqqrDLeI7lWIr4SQzwkS7qBL3xTzxyzE6VhkOfQCFmarnUDQ9WhRBg0Poh_hzVUWk20ZZYsjUpfg-S_j3YOqYciX2chlu81RTSZxCBZyP1I_LWxuxgfguJ_ryEfBPB8Xdko/s640/blogger-image-1277220671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj70ciOK66jqqrDLeI7lWIr4SQzwkS7qBL3xTzxyzE6VhkOfQCFmarnUDQ9WhRBg0Poh_hzVUWk20ZZYsjUpfg-S_j3YOqYciX2chlu81RTSZxCBZyP1I_LWxuxgfguJ_ryEfBPB8Xdko/s640/blogger-image-1277220671.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDYt28NPOPMKHIYi03vnYF8VOCEEz8L0IkyVBEJ3gTmKz6GO_HNupEzE-3-NQm51dEg6aNm3rdTNIpSmT8Ok9mNnhEqfHzu6ByNEdwSz8c9ma4C7NsPvdNlNXLydiPU1FMPj9qPoSBLI/s640/blogger-image--1077670916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDYt28NPOPMKHIYi03vnYF8VOCEEz8L0IkyVBEJ3gTmKz6GO_HNupEzE-3-NQm51dEg6aNm3rdTNIpSmT8Ok9mNnhEqfHzu6ByNEdwSz8c9ma4C7NsPvdNlNXLydiPU1FMPj9qPoSBLI/s640/blogger-image--1077670916.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8-sHH-xDo8LidefXD-C788mGH4W0DAfzq5Icf4nW1resSKAnAJGu6wFJLaKx6Zv0_I4gKcAvQ8MuU0LI_qXXQDx8MjvFUnb5jo0rVg70R5fNkEmTY2GXIKbjM5USAL2Ip-sH_rzZ3FM/s640/blogger-image-1634269676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8-sHH-xDo8LidefXD-C788mGH4W0DAfzq5Icf4nW1resSKAnAJGu6wFJLaKx6Zv0_I4gKcAvQ8MuU0LI_qXXQDx8MjvFUnb5jo0rVg70R5fNkEmTY2GXIKbjM5USAL2Ip-sH_rzZ3FM/s640/blogger-image-1634269676.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBDTx5wpU0O1tZvqp4mVzM0wXmB_xRf3usVe60eM5eGT4JvR0utSq7segNf2R0QbStGyWy6k8VxFRvalankkM_yiHTYYSeiRfO4jWcYBu58sDp45PClerpGZQmo6iUu-eaBU5G3AYkan8/s640/blogger-image-1783667746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBDTx5wpU0O1tZvqp4mVzM0wXmB_xRf3usVe60eM5eGT4JvR0utSq7segNf2R0QbStGyWy6k8VxFRvalankkM_yiHTYYSeiRfO4jWcYBu58sDp45PClerpGZQmo6iUu-eaBU5G3AYkan8/s640/blogger-image-1783667746.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3jkgrDVQKb68ZirAtBRQoYx6coqXZXG-5_rQZmAl96Zn3ZuCGA7MgNVypaC4BDJP0EayeCC_7bd3mka9aTpghOpyWSQ4uYQF1wFmgjUZghj77zPXaOeWqhK74TGEHFV6wx3VtNTCmmOA/s640/blogger-image-1381461862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3jkgrDVQKb68ZirAtBRQoYx6coqXZXG-5_rQZmAl96Zn3ZuCGA7MgNVypaC4BDJP0EayeCC_7bd3mka9aTpghOpyWSQ4uYQF1wFmgjUZghj77zPXaOeWqhK74TGEHFV6wx3VtNTCmmOA/s640/blogger-image-1381461862.jpg" /></a></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-1455329661218758142012-03-06T09:23:00.001-08:002012-03-06T14:54:19.053-08:00Electrolytes and Heart Scare!Who knew how important electrolytes were? Well, I certainly found out this past week. Last week I hit up yoga several times, was on an airplane, went running twice and went out for drinks Saturday night. Last Wednesday I noticed my heart was skipping (palpitations) but didn't really think much of it. Sunday it was VERY noticeable and then yesterday afternoon I was about to head to yoga and I was still noticing it. So, instead of going to hot yoga again, I went to the dr. As you can imagine I was pretty freaked out and convinced my heart was going to just stop beating and that would be the end.... turns out, I most likely screwed up my electrolytes last week. This is a bit different than just being dehydrated, because I have been drinking a TON of water. So, I'm waiting for my blood test results and in the mean time making sure to drink G2 in addition to water. I'm still not totally convinced I'm not dying but the dr. didn't seem worried one bit. I guess that makes me OK?!?!? I did work out this morning and am still alive ;-)<br />
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In other news, I woke up to SNOW this morning. YUCK. Seattle depresses me this time of year when it is starting to get nice everywhere else.... Wait, Seattle weather is just super depressing. Almost all year!<br />
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Over the past week I have really been upping my workouts and trying to make sure that I have my share of greens every day. This is hard for me because I don't like vegetables. I like a few but I'd really rather eat just about anything else! <br />
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I have NOT been doing well with my 40 day/Lent challenge. I have had a ton of cheese and Sunday night the BF and I went to Whole Foods and picked up some grass fed organic steak for dinner. So, I made it about 10 days. It is a process and I'm just trying to be more and more mindful of what is going in my body. If I am going to eat meat, I need to make sure it isn't mass produced junk. <br />
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Breakfast yesterday. Today I had two eggs and just one piece of toast.</div>
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Don't you just love samples? Miniature Chanel! Loves. </div>
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Who does this cat think she is? Hm?</div>
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LG</div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-77079534835936220632012-02-28T10:57:00.003-08:002012-02-28T10:57:54.503-08:00Go hard or go homeToday, I think I'll go home. It is one of those mornings where I'm really NOT feeling it.... (What "it" exactly is, I'm not sure.) I think it stems from too much stimulus over the past few days and no real "me" time. I actually crave me time. I have to have it in order to function. <br />
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I don't remember the last time I had a weekend without a million plans. I pack my weekends full of fun stuff just to get through the weeks. That is life, I guess.<br />
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In other news, I'm doing VERY well with not eating red meat. No more slip-ups! I did have some parmesan last night. Saying no to cheese is MUCH harder than expected. I also meditated yesterday (but not today yet....) and went to yoga. I nearly died in the yoga class. Not sure what the deal was, it was packed, I hadn't worked out in 4 days, flew the day before, dehydrated.... not sure, but I had to go into child's pose during the balancing poses because I thought I was going to faint! Fainting would be bad!<br />
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I totally miss Arizona. It was amazing weather, got a tiny bit of pool time, and lots of family time. Coming home to cold nastiness was NOT fun. I'm fairly sure I was born to live someplace warm. <br />
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These two have the life. Now India Mittens smacks Beau's feet when he is sleeping. WTF is wrong with that cat?</div>
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Post run, still working on it. Disappointed today that I gained 3lbs on vacation :-( I want to cry.</div>
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Poolside in AZ. Soaking in those last little rays. </div>
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Does anyone else feel like they do things for other people instead of themselves? I think I have done that my entire life. Sometimes it seems like I don't even know how to make a decision based on ME and not what other people will think. This is one fear that I have got to get over and, like everything, is a work in progress. I'm always afraid that if I do something for ME then other people will think I'm stupid, or even worse, selfish. Guess what people, you've got to be selfish. That is how you survive in life. I'm not saying to not have empathy or be a complete ass, but if you don't love yourself first, you'll never be worthy. <br />
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I've been debating on the direction I want to take this blog, or if I want to take it anywhere at all. Because of the nature of what I do it is somewhat difficult for me to be too open or real. Then again, it is nice to have a space that is (mostly) full of positivity and self-betterment. For now, I'm not going to stress. There is no point. This is my fun space and my escape space. <br />
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Till next time.<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-51622033588377912132012-02-26T19:43:00.001-08:002012-02-26T19:43:14.460-08:00Hot dogs and cheeseSo, this whole discipline thing is much harder than I thought it would be. First thing Thursday morning I had a breakfast burrito at the airport with cheese. Then, Friday at the horse show I had a hot dog! And tonight I ordered pizza.... traveling makes it really tough to keep on track. I haven't worked out since Wednesday! Got to get back on track tomorrow and going to start the week off right with some yoga! <br />
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Week 1 - Presence. Goal is 5-6 days of yoga, starting each day with a short 5 minute meditation and ending each day with a 5 minute meditation and balanced eating. Adding more cooling foods into my routine (veggies and fruits.) <br />
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Weekly goals: follow through with my Lent goals, take more pictures, eat right.<br />
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And now, back to the Oscars..... (anyone else rather bored this year?)<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-13010549904459741932012-02-22T09:57:00.000-08:002012-02-22T09:57:28.043-08:00Discipline and Lent and POWER<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well hello there friends, hope everyone had a happy mardi gras! I personally spent mine at home cleaning and then reading in bed. I lived in New Orleans for three years and fully immersed myself in mardi gras every year. Wow, what an experience! If you have never gone you absolutely SHOULD GO. Do it. But, last night I was perfectly happy to be in bed with Baron. <a href="http://www.baronbaptiste.com/">Baron Baptiste</a>, if you must know. <br />
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On this Ash Wednesday I think I am actually going to give something up for the next 40 days. I have had a really hard time with self-discipline lately (I totally decided to skip the meditation class last night to get in bed) and I think, in honor of my upbringing, I'll follow the tradition of lent this year. Now, I don't plan on fasting during the daytime or going crazy. Just two small things (which I fear are going to be huge in the end.) Cheese and red meat. I decided to not go with all dairy because I eat a lot of greek yogurt for protein and as a snack but I shall try to keep milk to a minimum also. Of course, as I'm sitting here typing I have cream in my coffee. I'm giving up red meat because I realize that I have been eating WAY too much of it lately. In 2006 I gave up all meat entirely for over a year until my naturopath told me that the reason I was so sick and tired was b/c of my anemia. (I still ate fish over that time but now realize there would be a much healthier way to incorporate some vegetarianism into my life.) Now, I know there are ways to avoid getting sick/anemic but at the time I didn't realize that you can't just give up one food group without replacing it with other healthy alternatives (I don't think mac and cheese or pizza count as an acceptable replacement.)<br />
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It is no surprise that I have been struggling a bit with my weight over the past couple of years. I recently started working out regularly again and I'm still not making much progress. Last night I was immersed in "<a href="http://www.baronbaptiste.com/store/forty-days-to-personal-revolution-book-by-baron-baptiste/">40 days to Personal Revolution</a>" and decided that, on the eve of lent, this is my 40 days. So, not only am I going to be giving up those two foods, I'm also going to be attempting a mini personal revolution of my own. I'm always striving to be better, but what if I'm perfect, just the way I am. Like Bridget Jones? Seriously, why do I never think that I am "good enough?" Well, this is what I hope to find out over the next 40 days. I'll be regularly updating you on my progress! I'm SO excited to start this journey. <br />
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Also, a few goals:<br />
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1. Career inspiration dream board<br />
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(And PLEASE, just because I am partaking in a religious tradition that I was raised with does NOT mean I in any way support or condone many of the views of the Catholic church. This blog is not for an in depth discussion on politics, so please keep negative comments at bay. *love you all*)<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">There are traditionally forty days in Lent which are marked by fasting, both from foods and festivities, and by other acts of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penance" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Penance">penance</a>. The three traditional practices to be taken up with renewed vigour during Lent are<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prayer" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Prayer">prayer</a> (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Justice" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Justice">justice</a> towards God), fasting (justice towards self), and <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Almsgiving" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Almsgiving">almsgiving</a> (justice towards neighbour). Today, some people give up a vice of theirs, add something that will bring them closer to God, and often give the time or money spent doing that to <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charitable_cause" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Charitable cause">charitable</a> purposes or organizations</span>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-28589972114459231642012-02-20T17:00:00.000-08:002012-02-20T17:01:41.965-08:00Lazy daysToday was one of those days. I did get up at a normal hour (8:30) but have managed to do nothing except laundry. Considering I haven't done laundry in about a month it was necessary and has taken all day. I keep thinking, I should do this, I should do that, should should should. But really all I want to do is rest, be at home, hang out with the dog and watch trashy TV. I have episodes of Mobwives to catch up on people! <br />
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The last two weekends have been anything but lazy. Last weekend I was a bridesmaid in one of my really good friend's wedding. Friday night we attended the rehearsal and then rehearsal dinner then up and at the hotel at 9 a.m. to get ready. Makeup, hair, getting dressed, etc and then pictures in the afternoon. Wedding in the evening then par-tay! This weekend we went up to the Tulalip for a friend's birthday party, I managed to get a good run in before leaving, and then had an amazing spa day (for L's bday) yesterday. Milk bath, facial and massage. (My first facial!!!!) Oh, and did I mention I'm going to Scottsdale this week to hang out with my parents? <br />
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I always feel guilty when I have "house" days (I literally have not been outside today, and who would want to at 40 degrees and raining?!?!) So far I haven't gotten my workout in but if I take another day off, I guess that is life. <br />
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Now I'm off to figure out dinner. Something light and tasty is hopefully on the menu. I had a frozen burrito for lunch that I'm not all that proud of! Thank god for pinterest! I'll make sure to post if I figure out something yummy!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-60900951578727213272012-02-17T14:42:00.000-08:002012-02-17T14:42:34.514-08:00Wake up, wake upToday started off with a fabulous breakfast scramble with eggs, cheese and arugula and a slice of toast. Actually, today started off with a heart to heart with L. Things have been a little rough this week but this morning's talk really felt good. After the talk I made breakfast, drowned in coffee and rushed into the office. I also packed a yoga bag to hit up yoga again today. Who am I? <br />
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I've felt like I need something akin to religion (but not church/religion or anything that preaches hatred) in my life so I've turned more and more towards yoga. My mat is my safe place. Yesterday I cried. Not hard and not for long. I have been frustrated with some personal things in my life lately and when I couldn't hold the balancing poses I cried. I realize that isn't what yoga is supposed to be about, it is a practice and not a competition. I decided to hang out in child's pose for a few breathes, thought about how life isn't about an ending, it is about a journey, so I got back up and kept up with my journey. No laying around crying for me. <br />
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So today I'm going back. I'm going back b/c I feel safe and comforted in that heat. Because with sweat dripping down my face I feel like I've accomplished something. And when I'm there I don't need to worry about anything else but being there. <br />
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Life isn't always easy. Relationships aren't always easy. Work isn't always easy. But I really believe that how we handle the tough spots, the rough patches, the lows.... that is what defines us. Do we lay down (yes, sometimes we do) but I am always going to get back up. I WANT a happy life. I WANT a big circle of friends. I WANT a loving, caring relationship. To a certain extent all of this is they way we perceive our lives. Are we that person who nothing good ever happens to or are we that person who tries our hardest, day in and day out, to live life to the fullest? Do we take risks? Do we stay where it is safe? There is nothing wrong with safe, and safe is always a good thing, but not at the cost of unhappiness. <br />
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Don't get me wrong. I have a beautiful life. I just have had a wake-up call this week and want to make sure I'm not resting, not settling, not giving up on ME. At the end of the day, at the end of our lives, at the end all we have is ourselves. So I am going to spend every day making sure that I am happy with the most important person, ME. I don't mean this in a selfish way. Sometimes, oftentimes, taking care of ME means loving someone else, being selfless, realizing how small you actually are in this universe. But that no matter, your contribution does matter. Your positivity on one day could mean the world to someone else. Your small chat on the way out of a yoga class might just make that person's day. I know it did mine yesterday. When the girl in the elevator was friendly and chatty about the class we were just in together, it made me feel so much better. Sometimes a girl just has a rough class. A rough day. And that small thing says "WAKE UP! YOU ARE NOT ALONE!"Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-61486643507747160832012-02-14T08:33:00.001-08:002012-02-14T08:33:33.314-08:00Day O LoveToday isn't just a regular Valentine's day, it also happens to be L's bday. So, we started the morning off right with some snuggles then I got up and got a workout in. Today's was a strength workout. On my way home from the gym I stopped and picked up Starbucks for both of us. We get the same thing (grande latte) but L orders his extra hot. I swear the inside of his mouth must be burned off or something. He has already eaten by the time I got home so I made myself some gluten free waffles, one with egg and apple butter, the other with almond butter and apple butter. (Just put butter behind anything and I'm sure I'll like it.) <br />
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I have a few cute little surprises for L for later today and also a full day of work. Does anyone else feel like they have been going non-stop lately? I sure do. I'm very much looking forward to this three day weekend coming up.Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-27727378978941512672012-01-03T14:08:00.000-08:002012-01-03T14:41:31.705-08:00Why, Hello, 20122012. You snuck up on me. I'm not prepared. I haven't been a good girl and done my goals or resolutions. Woops.<br />
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I'm sure you all know I don't blog all that regularly. I want to be one of those people that has all kinds of time to take pictures and share them. Let's just say.... I'm not. 2012, I promise I'll do better! I can't promise every day, but hopefully more than once a month! But is there even anyone out there? We'll see....<br />
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I hope 2011 brought you guys all love and happiness. Or, if you are like me, love, happiness, sadness, joy, pain, and about 5 extra lbs. Ugh. What can I say, it has been a tough couple of months. But, here I am and I'm ready for you, 2012. I'm coming at you full steam ahead. Wait, not really because I've been so damn tired from my calorie deficit! Ha!<br />
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I will try to do a goals post later this week.... when I determine what my 2012 goals actually are. I'll also go through and see if I met any of my 2011 goals. Until then, I hope you all had a very merry holiday season and are looking forward to 2012 with as much gusto as myself.<br />
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Ok, off to accomplish some more work for the day! Cheers to 2012!<br />
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XoXo,<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-83181893401314113032011-12-05T11:32:00.000-08:002011-12-05T11:32:47.070-08:00Uh oh....It is only December 5 and somehow I have slacked on a million things. I'm behind *gasp* in my nutrition class, rarely work out, and have been eating anything and everything. Then, I got on the scale this morning. I knew my pants weren't fitting all that great.... And the scale reflected that. So, I put on my BIG BIG girl pants, and decided it is time to start counting calories again. It is going to suck, but there is virtually no other way. I cannot get out of control seven days a week! Also, no more carbs for a little while (veggies don't count.) Gotta keep it under control. It SUCKS when your clothes are too tight :-( <br />
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So, my goals are simple for the month of December: <br />
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1. Keep track of all of my food, every day.<br />
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2. Get to the gym or run intervals at home at least 5 times per week.<br />
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3. No wine on week nights.<br />
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Sounds simple enough, right? Boy, do I have some self control issues..... But, I have to figure something out because I'm starting to feel like this in my clothes: <br />
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That is not an attractive look. (While she is still not huge by any means, there are much more flattering dresses for her current body shape!)<br />
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Time to go drink some green tea. Le sigh.<br />
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XoXoXo,<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-31975739479179242011-11-16T12:29:00.000-08:002011-11-16T12:29:50.050-08:00Good Intent<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3bteKDb2UQCe9D_2HD834wqDROBIm14X8i2t6gIJxD4pNrFTlJgyux6k1KLbSTnI3REFvVpnmJW4gzegz9RmSOgc_wkSqCCjEcEnn3JZ9blNC80Kvev0Umdwn3O0HLHjCUqi7Wjz4hM/s1600/yoga-shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3bteKDb2UQCe9D_2HD834wqDROBIm14X8i2t6gIJxD4pNrFTlJgyux6k1KLbSTnI3REFvVpnmJW4gzegz9RmSOgc_wkSqCCjEcEnn3JZ9blNC80Kvev0Umdwn3O0HLHjCUqi7Wjz4hM/s1600/yoga-shoes.jpg" /></a></div> <i> (This is totally me!) Courtesy of www.myshoes.com.</i><br />
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Do you ever have the intent to do something and then just cannot seem to follow through? That is how I have been with, well, just about everything lately. It all started about mid October when I had a rather ridiculous experience with an opposing counsel where he called me a racist (clearly he has no clue about my life) and then said "what's wrong with you, I don't see a ring on your finger?" IN A DEPOSITION. Nope, not kidding. This is how family law attorneys act. Because you know something, the Bar Association doesn't care and the courts don't care. They don't want attorneys to "quibble" and refuse to do anything at all about bad behavior. The issue with this attorney's behavior was not that he was aggressively advocating for his client, but that he took the time to insult a young female attorney. Talk about gender discrimination. (Oh, and again, he knows nothing about my life.... clearly.) I knew this guy's reputation and went into the case with the intent of being nothing but professional. To my credit, I have upheld this position. I really hope this man doesn't have any daughters.... The good thing is, when I'm done with this case, I get to go on being me and he has to stay him. Ah, sweet justice.<br />
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Anyway, despite realizing this now, I was pretty pissed off for a while. Here I am, trying to be courteous and professional, and getting my ass reamed for it. WTF! At least I set the intent of being professional from the get go. If I had gone into the situation with a different intent I might have not acted in a way that reflected who I am as a person. Good intent. <br />
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Next, I am taking a class to become a nutritional therapist. I seriously love the subject matter. LOVE IT. Something I'm not so sure about... learning how to perform a "functional evaluation" on a client. Yup, that means I have to touch people. If you know me at all, you know that is really not my thing. But, after performing it a couple times over the weekend, I now realize it isn't that bad.... actually, I'm really interested in it and can't wait to practice on the BF. I have a blood pressure cuff and stethoscope! How cool is that? ha! The sad part about all of this? I had the best intent to keep up with my homework and not fall behind. I guess that full time job part is a killer. (On a side note, I have been freaking called on in class two out of four days.... CALLED ON. I did NOT take this class to feel like I was in law school again. And you will have to laugh: the teacher asked me "Have you ever had the experience of being called on in a class before?" Um, yes, I have had that horribly humiliating experience, over and over again for three years. I get it in court all of the time. And I'm not into it in something I'm solely doing FOR FUN, thanks ;-)) Anyway, my intent was to do something out of my element that I enjoy. And, quite frankly, to get over myself. Let go a little bit. Ah, good intent. <br />
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Lately I have been doing a lot of thinking. Thinking about where I am, where I want to be, what I want. There are times where I have been so inspired. I was recently appointed as a Commissioner to the Seattle Women's Commission. I am working on a community proposal for my nutrition class. I have an amazing family and friends. Then there are times where literally, I crawl under the covers and hang out with the dog. The change of seasons get me every time....<br />
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I think the important thing to remember when dealing with difficult people and life changes is to focus on your intent. Your own goals. How you want others to see you. Do you want to be seen as a professional? Be respected? Do you want to challenge yourself? Do things you are uncomfortable doing? At the beginning of all of my yoga classes I always set the same intent. Be kind to yourself today. I have a habit of pushing myself, of being mean to myself when I'm not good at something, but for that 90 minutes I make it a priority to be kind. So, I've decided to start living my entire life this way. (This won't just be an overnight change, but a positive step in the right direction.) Good intent. Be kind. Don't be mean to myself when I don't get all of my homework done. When I have one too many glasses of wine. Or 1/2 a block of cheese. Kindness. Good intent. <br />
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My life philosophy is this: BE KIND. Kind to yourself, kind to other humans, kind to animals and kind to the earth.<br />
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And, just so you know I'm not becoming a total hippie: <br />
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XoXo,<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-21321219074479102722011-10-24T14:19:00.000-07:002011-10-24T14:19:58.986-07:00Irresponsibility in San Francisco<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLG39ZEYHHV2qSzUsBN4QQZaA1gmHqJR_m2tdTHbdmRshZmjuKbw1MqMZDILWd3nuGix19dilQ3j7lvBM-nu09tEutV_uQN7dzAmz4BVuMQ7xAc-cLGCioFFJuLob8zS5L_z6Mgb5IIHY/s1600/San-Francisco-tour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLG39ZEYHHV2qSzUsBN4QQZaA1gmHqJR_m2tdTHbdmRshZmjuKbw1MqMZDILWd3nuGix19dilQ3j7lvBM-nu09tEutV_uQN7dzAmz4BVuMQ7xAc-cLGCioFFJuLob8zS5L_z6Mgb5IIHY/s320/San-Francisco-tour.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Woops. Epic fail. So much for saving money! Somehow I came home with a new, rather spendy, wallet. I love it but yeah.... it was NOT in the budget.<br />
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Ok folks, this was my first time in San Francisco! A couple of years ago, on my 30 before 30 list, I put "spend a weekend in San Francisco" on the list. I didn't manage to get it done prior to 30, but just a week after turning 31 I finally made it! I'm not sure why I wanted to visit there so badly, but apparently gut feelings are usually right. What an amazing place! The trip started out with an upgrade to first class. Free wine and yummy food courtesy of Virgin America. (best airline EVER, in my opinion.) Landed in SF, met up with my girlfriend and headed in to the city. Of course the first thing we did was have a celebratory class of vin followed by some birthday shopping. That night we went out to <a href="http://www.5a5stk.com/">5A5 Steakhouse</a> and then back to the Redwood room for drinks. Believe it or not, but I shut down the bar. The last time I was in a bar when the lights came on was..... oh lord, I don't even remember! Woops!<br />
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The next morning we dragged ourselves out of bed to go see the sights. We stopped in Chinatown for lunch and had some delicious fare. We then walked the entire way to Fisherman's Wharf where we sat outside and sipped a lovely pinot noir. On our walk back we walked through North Beach/Little Italy. So cute! We just had to stop for another glass of vin before heading back to the hotel to get ready for the night. Saturday night we headed out to the <a href="http://thetipsypigsf.com/">Tipsy Pig</a> (cutest name ever, IMHO) and then to <a href="http://tacolicioussf.com/">Tacolicious</a>. We headed back to the Redwood Room (we stayed at the Clift, so that was easy) but then decided we had enough and went upstairs to pack/sleep. Sunday was a short day so we ventured out to Cafe de la Presse for some yummy French breakfast. Seriously, so cute. <br />
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I have to say I'm fairly obsessed with SF. SO cute, reminded me a lot of NYC. And I'm sure it didn't hurt that the weather was PERFECT! 80 and sunny. It really doesn't get better than that for a girls' weekend b-day trip! <br />
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Now I am seriously out of cash for a minute so no more trips for a while. That is A-OK with me b/c I'm a little burned out. I think I slept for 11 hours last night and could have stayed in bed all day except for this deposition prep. <br />
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Ok, back to work for me. Hope you all had a lovely weekend!<br />
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XoXo,<br />
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LLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-1629033405886430882011-10-13T11:17:00.001-07:002011-10-13T14:31:36.010-07:00Burned chicken fail.<img height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRyGcSeOCvw5sIhHM3RrrMhUVzyFW3r_6OmKXvn1HJ625gcYCGDm06wvn32blJYPuSPZAXYcgsXoj4Z13vKAfJGiqrGInAnF_LeJ7pLM_iWW8wfqOc7XqCAkAiblJIYqOz4sry7_YCj-4/" width="240" /><br />
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So last night I did something I've never done before. I nearly ruined my Le Crueset and burned the chicken, tomatoes and beans. I blame this atrocious cold. So, I did what anyone would do. I whipped up some home made salsa in the mocajete and sent the bf to the store. Wait? What's that you say? OH, yes, you KNEW it. I took Mon-Wed of this week off to celebrate my BIRTHDAY! Woop! That is the only way I could ever find the time to do both. Otherwise we would have been eating frozen spinach. Microwaved. Oh the joy.<br />
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I have been pretty MIA on blog lately despite my best attempts to blog more. Not sure what it is but lately I haven't read anything that wasn't nutrition related (outside of work, of course) or even spent time journaling. And let me tell you, things aren't looking much better for the next two months. Friday night I'm going to see Sarah Weddington speak at the Washington Women Lawyer's annual banquet, all day Saturday and Sunday I have class and my own birthday dinner Saturday night. I don't think I can, or ever would, skip that. Next week is back to work as normal then headed to San Francisco (for the first time ever!) for the weekend. I get back, have another crazy week at work with a million depositions and deadline (what else is new?) and then my parents, aunt and uncle are coming into town. <br />
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Did I mention I was in Las Vegas again last weekend? Nope? Oh, well.... you know what they say.... Nothing stays in Vegas when you go with your parents.<br />
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So, given my CRAZY upcoming schedule, what do I hear from my sister last night? Oh, that's right.... that my mom and aunt are coming to Seattle for the weekend of November 4. Panic. Attack. Look, I love my family, but I also love my sanity. If they come up that weekend then the following weekend I have my class again and I'll NEVER get any stay at home, chillax weekend time. I need my weekends. Ya hear? <br />
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Seriously? What did I sign up for? Maybe this is why I burned the chicken.... Seriously. Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-47289457868320271832011-10-13T11:16:00.001-07:002011-10-13T14:36:21.989-07:00Pumpkin goodness.<img height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuvolWfFvppjjtjoMfgyZh7-RrdC1atfA-t3ZqJLSZPXalgyjBU6FmWNuOpnDL5tPO-81nxpSQ9DScKp_SSr4i4p2lVX0EoDpfIPPwf3VSIF96EYNIiI9EFTYuVQ0ipPBGK2U4SChs7kI/" width="240" /><br />
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Just thought I'd share this disgusting looking bowl of goodness. This morning I wanted a pumpkin spice latte. But then I realized, gross, that is just fake crap with a ton of sugar and I'm already chubby enough. So, I made my usual protein oatmeal and added about 1/2 cup of Libby's pumpkin. So, while this may look nasty, lemme tell you about how good it tasted! <br />
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1/2 cup gluten free oats<br />
1 scoop Advocare Muscle Gain<br />
3/4 cup coconut milk<br />
cinnamon (to taste, I put a ton in)<br />
nutmeg (again, to taste)<br />
1T Chia goodness<br />
1/4 cup Libby's pumpkin<br />
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So easy, kept me full until about 1 today, and totally fixed my pumpkin craving! <br />
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PS - Sorry for the nasty pictures. I'm getting the new iPhone tomorrow so here's hoping the camera is better than the 3gs! Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-29990188077188096622011-09-29T12:19:00.000-07:002011-09-29T12:19:12.400-07:00Wow, motivation, where did you go?<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, <br />
is not an act but a habit.</span><b><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
Aristotle</span></b></div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Wow. I just updated my daily workout log. And I have been LAZY since I went to Vegas a few weeks ago. It is crazy how one week off (due to a neck/shoulder injury) can have such a dramatic effect. I'm sure it also doesn't help that I have been spending 10-15 hours additional each week working on my NTP certification class while still holding down a full time job and trying to stay afloat. I really admire people who are better at juggling and myself!<br />
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Let's take last night for example. I had another *rough* day in the office. I didn't get home until after six, had to make dinner and then my brain was fried. I *should* have gotten on the treadmill to do some intervals but instead I watched Tuesday's episode of The Biggest Loser and drank Kombucha. After that I lit a candle, drew up a bath and spent about an hour reading "A Clash of Kings" (the second book in the Fire and Ice series.) How I wish I was doing that right now.... OK, that is a different story. <br />
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I think the biggest thing is that I'm a smart girl, I technically *know* how to do things (meaning managing my time, working out, multi-tasking, lose weight) but I seem to always find an excuse. I'm too busy.... I'm too tired. But you know what people, sometimes I am too damn busy and too damn tired! That's life! So, what I am going to do is to not be hard on myself for slipping up a bit. I'm going to take it as it is, realize that slip ups happen and move forward. <br />
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Onward and upward, friends! And if I'm not there yet you know I'm curled up on my bed or in the bath reading a good book, mentally escaping my day ;-)<br />
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XoXo<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-45413334471358375632011-09-12T13:26:00.000-07:002011-09-12T13:26:17.788-07:00What happens in Vegas....Leads to the Advocare 24 day Challenge. Seriously. Did you really think I did anything that would need to stay in Vegas? Come on people! I'm too old for that ;-)<br />
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So, after three days (only two nights though) of eating, drinking and being overall NOT healthy I'm back in business. I started the amazing cleanse yesterday and already feel better today. This means no booze, wheat or dairy for 10 days. (I already cheated and had coffee w/ milk.... I just can't do almond or soy, it isn't the same.) After the initial 10 days, you basically continue to eat the same but just change supplements to the Max burn phase. You can also do carb cycling for the second phase if you like. It surprises me how much easier it gets every time I do it. The first time was hell. Not gonna lie. When you go from eating like crap to eating super clean and healthy your body freaks out a little bit. But, everyone needs to detox. So here I am, at my desk, with a giant bottle of water with lemons in it and typing away dreaming of ..... well nothing, I think I had enough of everything in Vegas ;-)<br />
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I've started my reading for my nutritional therapist program and it is really making me think about all of the crazy crap I have done to my body. Seriously?!?! How come I didn't know 10 years ago that eating tons of veggies, tiny amounts of dairy and only lean protein was the way to go? I spent so much time trying to figure out how to lose weight that I forgot to be healthy. Yeah, I'm over that. Now I've decided I actually want to feel healthy not just look thin. That, my friends, is a big difference. And if you feel healthy you probably look healthy too.... just sayin' ;-) <br />
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I wish I had some fun Vegas pix to post but I didn't take my camera this time around. So instead, I'll leave you with an obligatory cute kitten picture for your enjoyment.<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-60935128186765475972011-09-01T15:40:00.000-07:002011-09-01T15:40:25.674-07:00How do you deal with...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEXOzOlGDr_hnt6iC8jxOQBIBStPzcoZoYHI2AT5o-D_Oa-kJQKYUXRnknaMWNYMKkfgn4fRujU5J0CgNug0sCZ0Cw89kljven1NYFWlfZGgAJkCYI0B-VQ3khhy9AlJw_Dp2i6_vMrvk/s1600/pulling-hair-out.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEXOzOlGDr_hnt6iC8jxOQBIBStPzcoZoYHI2AT5o-D_Oa-kJQKYUXRnknaMWNYMKkfgn4fRujU5J0CgNug0sCZ0Cw89kljven1NYFWlfZGgAJkCYI0B-VQ3khhy9AlJw_Dp2i6_vMrvk/s320/pulling-hair-out.png" width="234" /></a></div>This is me lately. I literally want to pull out my hair. I cannot remember the last time I had so much on my plate or so many things going on at once. I know I'll get everything done, but in the mean time I'm freaking out. <br />
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This week has been a tough one for me. I had a full blown panic attack on Monday after work. Literally. I can't even begin to tell you about my Tuesday either. All kinds of running around yesterday, meetings and no time to get work done, today more meetings.... Sometimes life just throws you curve balls. Gives you lemons. Etc. So.... my friends, how do you deal with....<br />
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Life?<br />
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I've been taking super good care of myself this week, eating extremely healthy, doing my morning pages, drinking enough water, getting to bed early and exercising. That is really all you can do. That, and use the planner pad to determine what can get done when and what is a priority! (Posting is cathartic for me, despite maybe not being of the *highest* priorities :-)) <br />
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Earlier this week I felt I was questioned about whether or not I am serious and if I can be trusted. I am the most trustworthy, hardworking, serious person I know. I never flake. Never with work related stuff. (Hence the stress!!!) I always get things done and do a good job. I really felt my integrity was being questioned or that I came across as some ditzy school girl. That is not me. It never has been. But sometimes first impressions are hard to get over.... <br />
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So, when life gets tough, the tough get going.... back to work for me. If I am a bit MIA you know where I'll be (desk at work!) I'm going to try to pull together a September goals post and recap on August goals this weekend! Until then, stay healthy, be happy and love life!<br />
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XoXo<br />
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LG<br />
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Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-55811812833717301092011-08-24T14:13:00.000-07:002011-08-24T14:13:59.153-07:00Green Monster<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnRPQLBulfBB7z1i6sQVkyIubYly7xzS7h9be79yib2u63Fxl2VlSXDwsEekQfNvwlUGMvvZBC8Au2uI7HQ1j-1dAQvE0wPBWAJHigYhcWdTyLt3olxIdV0zGnqq9U70WVrR624fsiCI/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOnRPQLBulfBB7z1i6sQVkyIubYly7xzS7h9be79yib2u63Fxl2VlSXDwsEekQfNvwlUGMvvZBC8Au2uI7HQ1j-1dAQvE0wPBWAJHigYhcWdTyLt3olxIdV0zGnqq9U70WVrR624fsiCI/s320/photo-3.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
If you didn't think I was crazy before, you will now! Inspired by www.sweatandthecity.com, I made a green monster smoothie. One banana, 1/2 avocado, about 2 cups of kale, almond milk, protein powder and ice. This should make up for the fact that I had trader joe's eggplant parmesan for lunch! YUM. Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-41525842594035895912011-08-22T15:26:00.000-07:002011-08-22T15:26:11.451-07:00Weekend Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBt_nDJynH1geIJlyivY3rDUbkqWTuBWTCzYoOT5sMJqeFjticNoRPfdOjskmEFoCa_uWNxVdJtM0LhgljxXr-1H69EAWkBvc0LeoBGR4rrsQcbqenljhfKcDzNsIkCqToD5f-4bri8t8/s1600/Sunny+Seattle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBt_nDJynH1geIJlyivY3rDUbkqWTuBWTCzYoOT5sMJqeFjticNoRPfdOjskmEFoCa_uWNxVdJtM0LhgljxXr-1H69EAWkBvc0LeoBGR4rrsQcbqenljhfKcDzNsIkCqToD5f-4bri8t8/s320/Sunny+Seattle.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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This weekend was absolutely perfect! The weather, the company, the events. The weekend started a bit early as I took off around noon on Friday to get ready for my parents. I stopped by the Pro Shop and picked up a new Seahawks jersey and a Seahawks shirt for my dad. I then headed to Whole Foods to pick up stuff for dinner. Oh, and spent over $100.00. How is that possible?!?!? After that I got home, cleaned up and by that point I needed a brief rest so I sat in our sun room/office and before I knew it my parents were here. <br />
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We spent some time catching up and then went to Restoration Hardware to return some clock my mom bought. After we got home we opened a bottle of wine and just caught up. The weather was perfect and I couldn't have ask for better food. For dinner we made grass-fead new york strip steaks, lobster tails, shrimp, zucchini cooked with mint and sauteed onions. YUM (and a bit excessive!) <br />
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Saturday morning I made breakfast for everyone, which included an egg scramble with cheddar and basil, then my mom and I headed downtown to get some shopping in! We hit up the usual spots, Nordstrom and Pacific place then also hit up All Saints and Anthropologie. I only ended up getting a couple things at JCrew but overall it was a successful shopping trip. We had lunch at Nordstrom Cafe and then headed back up the hill to rest before the game.<br />
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Saturday night was SO FUN. We took the bus and train to Century Link and got to the game pretty early. We immediately got some wine (and beer for my dad) and headed to our seats. <br />
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Yep, that is Pete Carroll. Dreamy. The Seahawks lost so that sucked, but oh well. Much wine was consumed as well as clams and chips from Ivars! (NOT healthy at all!) <br />
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Yesterday we got up and went to Coastal Kitchen and I had my usual Big Sur omelet made with egg whites, which has fresh avocado and tomato and a dollop of sour cream! My parents headed home and I went to Trader Joes to stock up for the week. After we made lunch I sat down on the couch, hoping to rest for 30 minutes or so, but woke up at 4:00 p.m.!!!! Starving. So, I finally showered and we headed downtown to get Japanese. I had sashimi and a seaweed salad while the bf had yellowtail collar and brown rice. Overall, it was a fabulous weekend.<br />
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Today the morning started off right. <br />
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Oatmeal, protein powder, ground flax, cinnamon, unsweetened almond milk and blueberries. <br />
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Things I'm looking forward to this week:<br />
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- Getting back into my routine<br />
- Crossfit<br />
- Yoga<br />
- Getting paid (shopping and Whole Foods were hard on the pocket book this month ;-))<br />
- Sun<br />
- Healthy eats<br />
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Hope everyone had a fab weekend. What are YOU looking forward to this week? <br />
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XoXo<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-85147400980687498682011-08-17T09:11:00.001-07:002011-08-17T09:45:23.432-07:00Healthy Panzanella<img height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCWPcZzLJwXJhydEbr9RFUD1SN8VcL7O2MQD0b2mmNbBturkkd60J_0dSY19WebJrojLEqouZicE1JUlcDzr6SsbHAp044HLuzPJWd5jDZ23C1inpI1p4M_ika2Bu0oyH0AJcdMm5tPU/" width="240" /><br />
So, I experimented with one of my favorite summer dishes, panzanella. For those of you who aren't familiar, it is a Tuscan bread salad with cucumbers, tomato and red onion. On Monday night I really wanted something that tasted fresh and healthy but didn't want all of the bread so I substituted the bread with that lovely grain quinoa! Wow, the salad was just as good as ever and even better the next day. If you want to try it, this is how I made it:<br />
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1 cup quinoa, then cook per instructions<br />
1 tomato, diced<br />
1 cucumber, diced<br />
1/2 red onion, diced<br />
1 T red wine vinegar<br />
liberal amounts of a good olive oil (the quality of the olive oil is very important)<br />
chopped basil and parsley (both fresh)<br />
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Mix all of the ingredients in a large bowl, let sit for 20 minutes and POW! An amazingly healthy bread salad!<br />
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XoXo,<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-32505719734234707182011-08-09T18:58:00.000-07:002011-08-17T09:51:16.463-07:00Makin' ChangesOk friends, I have been talking about some exciting upcoming plans. As you may or may not know, I'm an attorney here in Seattle and while I enjoy my work, I do have other interests ;-) (As you may have noticed!) More and more over the past two years I have been into exercise and nutrition - it is a way of life! I've noticed how when I eat certain foods I feel fantastic and others make me feel blech. I started getting involved with supplements, leaning what to take when, what not to take and what is safe. I've watched my trainer struggle through fitness competitions, seen friends and coworkers with chronic health problems..... And then the cats saw the vet. <br />
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What, you ask? Well.... it turned out one of the cats has GI issues and the other stomatitis. Poor kitty girls! BUT..... guess what? By feeding them a grain free diet and simply changing their food they can feel better! (Well, the stomatitis will also require ongoing dental cleanings but the food helps too!) Food... health.... things were starting to click for me. I was thinking, how great would it be to take some class that focused on this? I don't want to go back to school for another four year degree or even masters degree (I think a B.A. and a J.D. are plenty for now!) Also, I didn't want to quit my day job. So... what to do?<br />
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This is when I discovered the <a href="http://www.nutritionaltherapy.com/">Nutritional Therapy Association</a>. AND, you can take a 9 month class and become a certified nutritional therapist! The curriculum is awesome, and I've already read a bunch of books on the reading list! How cool does the <a href="http://www.mywebdept.com/Uploads/media/NTA/files/Reading%20List%202011-12.pdf">program </a>sound? Maybe I'm just a nerd ;-)<br />
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But, for everything there are a list of pros and cons. Would I have time? (Well, that's easy, the answer to that is always yes if you really want to do something.) Um, can I afford it? This was a bit more difficult to determine.... Would it really be worth it to me to spend nearly $3500 on a "class"? I decided that if I enjoyed it, the absolutely, yes. Will I want to give up one weekend a month? Ugh... sometimes I'm still a bit worried about this (What if the Seahawks make the playoffs?!!?!?!) But the hardest part for me: What will other people think? Of course I thought this. Here I am, this fairly young professional with a good job... will people think I'm going to give it all up? (Who cares.) Will they make fun of me? (Maybe, but they are just jealous, or so I tell myself!) Tell me it is a dumb idea? Hmmmm...... Doesn't it seem like you should be able to say, screw it, who cares what people think. Well, let me tell you. I apparently care. I struggled with this, even to the point of not telling certain people until I had already signed up and then I would downplay it. I would say things like, oh, it is just a class, I'm just interested in it, it is silly. <br />
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But you know what, I'm sick of that attitude. I'm doing it and I'm excited about it. Maybe I'll hate it???? Maybe it will require something I absolutely don't want to do (touch people, ha!) But I will never know if I don't try.<br />
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At the end of the day, I'm doing it anyway. I decided that MY interests are important to ME and I'm going to do what makes me happy. Period. <br />
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In a weird way I'm SO excited to "go back to school." I realize it is likely to be a huge time commitment, especially along with a more than full time demanding job but I'm ready for the challenge. <br />
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So friends, I have to ask you: When you make a big life decision, how much do other people's opinions affect you? Do you think about it but then do it anyway? <br />
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Cheers to life changes! I leave you with a picture of yesterday's lunch (4oz cage free organic chicken breast, brussels sprouts sprayed with olive oil.) And yes, that is my beloved planner pad in the background! <br />
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XoXoXo<br />
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PS - There will be other big news coming up, but that will have to wait until next year :-) And NO, I'm not pregnant! HA!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-87344024831722107912011-08-05T10:48:00.000-07:002011-08-05T10:49:47.685-07:00Antioxidants and Protein Power!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIsJHeC7etRtZInU2d-TsLpUH6KisgnclfAD4KfjLwD3QujlZ9ysbH-ZcD0II_fNZ3w1HNsdPijnrOKet-mgxZw5Tci8g12lvACw-6AGIT6lZNbKZ-1w2TntRqpbsMpooRKkwj6htDLz8/s1600/raspberry+smoothie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIsJHeC7etRtZInU2d-TsLpUH6KisgnclfAD4KfjLwD3QujlZ9ysbH-ZcD0II_fNZ3w1HNsdPijnrOKet-mgxZw5Tci8g12lvACw-6AGIT6lZNbKZ-1w2TntRqpbsMpooRKkwj6htDLz8/s320/raspberry+smoothie.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>I always try to make breakfast the healthiest meal of the day. Getting an equal amount of carbohydrates, fat and protein. I also like to make sure I'm getting some other healthy nutrients including fiber and antioxidants. This summer, one of my favorite things to make are smoothies! This morning I made a frozen raspberry vanilla smoothie. <br />
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Ingredients: 3/4 cup frozen raspberries (no sugar/other added ingredients)<br />
1 cup 1% milk (I'm out of almond milk)<br />
1T ground flax<br />
1t vanilla<br />
pinch of cinnamon<br />
<span style="color: red;">AND the most important ingredient</span><br />
2 scoops <a href="https://www.advocare.com/10033407/Store/ItemDetail.aspx?itemCode=P2601&id=B&flavor=A&size=C">Advocare Muscle Gain</a> in vanilla<br />
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This lil baby tastes fantastic and not to mention so healthy! Normally I do not use milk in my smoothies and opt for unsweetened vanilla almond milk, but it was OK in a pinch. You could substitute the milk with almond milk, water, unsweetened juice, soy milk, or just about anything that sounds good to you!<br />
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What healthy meals are you guys whipping up this weekend? What about exercise? Make sure to try to get at least 30 minutes a day!<br />
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XoXo<br />
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LeslieLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-85166175751180344912011-08-02T17:59:00.000-07:002011-08-02T17:59:25.984-07:00A time to mournI am beyond sad about <a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2015800831_eagle2m.html">this</a>. Every time I would drive across the bridge it would almost bring tears to my eyes it was such an amazing site. Such a sad sad day.Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-36723271183277975752011-08-01T11:17:00.000-07:002011-08-01T11:17:15.044-07:00August !?!?!I cannot believe it is August already. Where does the time go? It seems like just yesterday it was July 1! The bad thing about today? I have a terrible cold. Yes, in the middle of summer! Grrrrrr...... Nothing a little <a href="https://www.advocare.com/10033407/Store/ItemDetail.aspx?itemCode=W2005&id=D">Seasonal Support</a> won't fix up in a few days time. <br />
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So, a new month, new goals, right? Not so soon... I'm going to do a repeat of my July goals! I didn't do a very good job, I got a lil too cray cray at the Nordstrom anniversary sale and a douse of food poisoning killed my workout schedule. (And a lil' trip to Whistler!) <br />
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Sorry for the short post, this cold is making me not be able to think! <br />
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XoXo<br />
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LGLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00767129439672221160noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4955132397069414078.post-6837064270067341332011-07-18T09:39:00.000-07:002011-07-18T09:39:17.192-07:00Beautiful MondayArguably, there is nothing better than starting your week off on the right foot. For me, this means preparing all of my food for the week, setting goals, going to the grocery store and spending some quality time with L&B. Although I missed out on Harry Potter, I was able to accomplish everything else I needed to get done over the weekend and went to a friends' birthday party! It has to be said though, the weather has been horrible. It is July and was in the low 60s and raining all weekend. YUCK! <br />
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So, this morning, I'm up early and preparing for my week! Writing down goals for the week, made a lovely breakfast (Spark, 1 piece of Canadian bacon, and high protein oatmeal (oats, 1 scoop Muscle Gain, 1T ground flax, cinnamon, unsweetened almond milk.) YUM! I have decided that it is imperative for me to get back into yoga more. I have to make at least two classes a week going forward. So, my workouts will now look like this yoga 2x, crossfit 2x, personal trainer 2x plus one long run outside on the weekend. <br />
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This week is going to be very routine, which I love! Get up, work out, make breakfast, go to work, read in the evenings. <br />
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How cute is Beau-Dog with his Seahawks bandana on? <br />
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