Food and Fitness Friday: New and Different

Learning to cook vegan is quite an experience. New ingredients, new rules, and new ways of doing things bring challenges. And fear. I know what I like and I have known that for many years, so to suddenly be cooking with different ingredients and in different ways than I ever have before makes me a little nervous sometimes. Is it going to be any good? Am I going to hate it? Will my family even try it?

Last week, I had three different things I hadn’t ever worked with before, one of which I had made a commitment to cook with before September 1. So on August 31, I set out to reach my goal.

What was my goal? Tofu.

I had never eaten it and never cooked with it.

I also had some fresh ginger root and Napa cabbage that I wasn’t sure exactly how to use either.

Enter Asian-Inspired Fall Spaghetti Squash Noodle Soup. A friend posted this recipe and I decided this would be a good way to try them all.

The description of the soup says, “Strips of spaghetti squash masquerade as faux noodles in this wonderfully low-carb creation packed with other earthy veggies like onions and purple potatoes. Sriracha hot sauce and toasted sesame seed oil infuse this wholesome soup with a slightly spicy, Asian-inspired flavor.” I did make a few adjustments to the way I made it, which I will note in italics below.
Ingredients:
1 spaghetti squash
1 1/2 tbsp. olive oil
1 small onion, chopped
5 cloves garlic, minced
2 carrots, diced
1/2 c. bell peppers/sweet red peppers, sliced
1 c. purple potatoes, cubed (I used red potatoes, it is what I had on hand)
1 tbsp. fresh ginger, finely minced
7 c. vegetable broth (I used one box plus 3 cups of water and 3 vegetable bullion cubes)
1 pckg. vegetable miso cup soup mix (optional) (I didn’t have this, and I live in Greenville which I am sure doesn’t have it either, so I skipped it)
1 pckg. firm tofu, cubed (I used extra-firm because that is what I had purchased earlier. I didn’t press it like some recipes call for, I simply pressed the excess moisture out by hand onto paper towels)
2-4 tbsp. toasted sesame seed oil (adjust to taste preference)(I used 2)
1/4 c. green onions, diced (I didn’t have these, so didn’t include, but they would have been a great addition)
4 c. bok choy, chopped (Here is where I used the Napa cabbage instead, because I had a head on hand)
2-4 tbsp. liquid aminos (adjust to saltiness preference) (I used soy sauce here and adjusted to taste)
Sriracha hot sauce (optional) (I didn’t have this, so I used 3-4 drops of Tabasco and a couple sprinkles of red pepper flakes)
Directions:
Cook spaghetti squash: slice length wise, remove seeds, place in a baking pan face down, add water (about an inch high), bake for 30 minutes in a 400 degree oven. (I always microwave my spaghetti squash. It is faster. I poke holes in it with a knife, then microwave it for 7-8 minutes on high and let it sit for 10-15 minutes in the microwave and finish steaming while I am prepping whatever is next.) Prepare your veggies. Heat up a large pot and pour in your olive oil. Add onions and garlic. Saute for a couple of minutes. Add carrots, bell pepper, potatoes, and ginger. Saute for 5 minutes. Add vegetable broth, miso cup soup mix (optional), and tofu. Cook together for about 20-25 minutes. Then add toasted sesame seed oil, green onions, bok choy, and spaghetti squash noodles (removed with a fork). Add liquid aminos (for salt) and pepper (adjust to your liking). Add desired amount of Sriracha. Cook together for another 5-10 minutes.Makes 4-6 servings.

Even as I was cutting up the tofu, I was panicked because I wasn’t sure what to expect. And as I watched it cook I wondered if I would like it. The soup smelled wonderful and the broth tasted great as I tested to determine if it needed more salt/pepper.

But the moment of truth came when I dished up a bowl and purposely made sure my first bite had a chunk of tofu. And it was DELICIOUS! It had picked up the flavors of the soup beautifully, the texture was more tender chicken-like than I expected and, I even got Mike (Mr. Meat and Potatoes himself) to try a piece. And he liked it. (Although he won’t be changing to a whole-foods, plant-based diet. Ever.)

Dinner that night for me. Lunch the next day for me and a friend. And three more meals over the next three days and the soup is gone. It was filling. Tasty. Just a little spicy. And one of the best vegetable soups I have eaten. I will make it again. And I am already planning for my next “cooking with tofu” recipe. And tempeh. And polenta. and seitan. But with a good first try under my belt, I am feeling a little more ready to see what’s next!

Do you have any stories of cooking with new and different things that you would like to share? We would love to hear them!

Respect and Responsibility

I have high expectations, both for myself and for everyone else, in many areas of life. Most recently, I have been bombarded with just how high my expectations are when it comes to respect and responsibility.

It may come as no surprise to those of you who know me that harmony (I want everyone to just get along!) and responsibility (someone has to take care of everyone else, right?) are two of my top strengths. And since I am almost constantly wanting to keep everyone happy and cared for, I am doing my best to make sure I respect others, particularly those in authority, and making sure that I do my part and follow through with my commitments.

But what has happened to me a number of times lately is that I am not getting the respect that I am giving and/or other people just don’t do what they say they are going to do (or, let’s be honest, what I think they should be responsible to do). And when that happens, I feel hurt, angry, frustrated, sad, defeated, walked all over, and, well, you get the picture. And then I begin trying to analyze why people are the way they are. I have some theories. Here are the printable ones. 🙂

  • At some point our society as a whole stopped teaching our children the value of respect and obedience. Instead of requiring obedience first, we started explaining every little thing to our children about why they needed to obey before we require them to do so. For example, my dad taught me that my children needed to understand the word “stop” and obey immediately upon hearing that word. When I tell them to stop, they don’t need to know why at that very moment, they just need to stop. If they are running toward the road and a car is coming, they have to stop as soon as I tell them to or risk getting hit by a car. If I have to explain why they need to stop every time I tell them to, there will be a time when it will be too late and they will already have been hit by a car. That doesn’t mean that there shouldn’t be any explanation, but it does mean that their first response to a command or request from a person in authority should be immediate obedience. (The exception to this is obviously if they are being asked to do something illegal, harmful, or dangerous.) While it is good to ask questions and understand why we do things, there is an appropriate and respectful way to do so.
  • We are also failing our children in teaching them responsibility. So many parents do EVERYTHING for their kids. They aren’t made to clean their rooms, do their laundry, help with the household chores, keep track of their own homework, etc. The thing is, when we expect our kids to be responsible, they step up and learn responsibility. But when we do everything for them and never let them fail, they learn that someone else will always be taking responsibility for them, so they don’t have to be responsible.
  • Then there’s the entitlement issue. The problem with raising children to be individuals instead of part of a community is everyone is looking out for number one, which means they are only going to be responsible for what they want for themselves and are going to demand respect for themselves without giving it to anyone else. When you live life looking out for your own best interest, and feeling like you are entitled to whatever it is you want, respect and responsibility for others never enters the picture.

I think that these issues play into all areas of our lives: our parenting, our relationships, our friendships, our work, our churches, our politics, etc.

When I am leading a group of kids and they won’t stop talking, it’s some lack of respect and some kids being kids. But when I am leading adults and they won’t stop talking (texting, checking their phones, Facebook, etc.), it is lack of respect. Period. And where do kids learn what they learn? From adults.

When kids forget to turn something in or show up to something they said they were going to show up to, it’s some irresponsibility and some kids being kids. When adults don’t do what they have committed to, it is lack of respect AND irresponsibility. Period. And where do kids learn what they learn? From adults.

Yes, there are extenuating circumstances sometimes. But communication about those circumstances shows respect and responsibility. Just not following through doesn’t show either.

Last week on Facebook, after another incident showing lack of respect and responsibility, I posted this,

“Two words no parent should ever let their child use: I quit. If you make a commitment, you stick to it and see it through to the end. And kids need to be taught that. And I’m afraid some parents do, too. My dad always taught me to be true to my word, which means finishing even if I don’t want to, if it is hard, or if it is inconvenient. And it means that I can be counted on to be truthful in what I say and do. If you are a parent, please teach this to your children! And whether or not you have children, make this true for yourself as well!”

I had quite a few people “like” this status. And that is great. But my challenge for you today is to do more than “like” this post. It is all well and good to agree. It is better if you make sure that you are treating others with respect and taking responsibility where you need to be. And that starts with our kids. And our relationships. And our friendships. And our work. And our churches. And our politics.

Be respectful. Be responsible.

Teach respect. Teach responsibility.

I think our world will be a better place when we all do this.

What do you think?

Family Time

Today, instead of writing a blog post, I spent the day at the zoo with my family (plus one friend). It was a beautiful day. The weather was nice, the animals were out and active, the sibling fighting was almost non-existent, and the time spent together was priceless.

I hope that you were able to spend some time enjoying your family and friends today as well. And if you didn’t, make some time to do so soon. It is worth the effort.

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Food and Fitness Friday: Back with a Vengeance (and Pain)

We started Goofy training this week. Two days of running 2 miles to the Annex to lift, and 2 miles back. Added hills the second time. A 7-miler on Wednesday. Four miles plus yoga today (in anticipation of Isaac rolling through tomorrow morning and preferring sleep to running in the rain). All that is left of week one is 10 miles on Sunday. Probably a soggy 10 miles on Sunday.

It has been rough. And  slow for me. And I was struggling to figure out why until I logged into dailymile and realized that my last long run was 10 miles on July 29. It has been a month since I ran any lengthy distance because of illness that kept me tired, nauseated, and with a headache for nearly two months, that got so bad at the end of July I just couldn’t do it anymore. So I have struggled through the runs. I have been in pain from running and lifting.

But I haven’t quit. Not once have I stopped to walk this week, even when everything in me was screaming for me to do so. Even when my legs would barely pick up off the ground. Even 3/4 of the way up the hills when I couldn’t breathe.

And you know what? Even tired and spent at the end of the workouts I was smiling. You know why? Because I’m back. Because I finished. Because it felt good to conquer again. Even with the pain. Maybe because of the pain. Because it reminded me that I am stronger than what I feel. I am able to do more than my mind tries to tell me I can sometimes. Even when I am still not feeling 100%, I can still do it. I can push through the pain.

And that reminder is what I needed this week. I got this. And through training, God’s hand of protection and provision, and some amazing partners, Goofy will happen.

Whatever you are going through – diet changes, exercise plans, work struggles, family issues – just remember: you got this.

Reality

Maybe it is just where I am right now, but I can’t stop listening to Kenny Chesney these days. Perhaps that means I need a vacation, which isn’t happening anytime soon. So I guess I’ll keep listening to Kenny, running my miles, doing my job, parenting my kids, coaching cheer leading, feeding my family, loving my husband and dreaming of the beach.

How do you keep going when reality is more than you can handle?

Going Public

There are some things that just get to me.

Like when people spell my name wrong after I just got done spelling it for them.

Or when I answer the phone, “Hello, this is Chrisy” and the person on the other end of the line says, “who is this?”

Or when my kids say they are “starving” and clearly they are not. I have tried to explain to them that they can say they are hungry, but they have plenty of food and they are nowhere near death due to a lack of food. Thus they are not starving.

Or when people use descriptors that are not accurate. For example, someone with a mild headache says they have a migraine. As someone who suffers from severe migraines on occasion, and who wouldn’t wish a migraine on anyone, it bothers me when people use that term, which then can get overused and dilute the plight of those who suffer from true migraines.

Another example of this is the lighthearted way that some people refer to various mental illnesses, particularly depression and even sometimes OCD. We have all heard people joking about having OCD as if it were some kind of gift for wanting to have things just a certain way. We have heard people say “I’m depressed,” in a matter-of-fact, due to the current circumstances I’m not very happy, kind of way. And this bothers me. When these terms get used in offhand remarks and less than serious ways, it can further demoralize those who truly do suffer from mental illness. And in most cases, those who are suffering aren’t going around telling everyone about their issues. They are likely trying to do just the opposite. Hide them. Lead everyone to believe that everything is ok. Attempt to hold up the image of having it all together. And I think the way people offhandedly refer to mental illness can sometimes be the reason why.

I read an article today from CNN and it really made me think about how those with mental illness tend to hide. And as someone who suffers from depression, I know that has been true for me as well. I didn’t want anyone to know for a very long time just how bad it was. But we can’t suffer alone. And we need to be keeping an eye out for those around us who may be suffering silently. Because they are probably not the ones talking about it.

Read the article and let me know what you think.

Food and Fitness Friday: Ouch!

The last few weeks have been less than ideal for me in a number of ways, and the result of that is a less than stellar exercise record.

So what happens when you jump back on the exercise wagon?

It hurts.

A lot.

My legs didn’t like the walking, lifting and running this week. At all.

But, I have informed them that they need to get used to it. Because Monday begins a whole new level of pain.

Training for Goofy’s Race-and-a-Half Challenge at Disney World.

In January, three “goofy” friends and I will run a 1/2 marathon (13.1 miles) on Saturday, and a full marathon (26.2 miles) on Sunday, for a total of 39.3 miles in two days.

And if you are my husband, you say not only is that “goofy,” but it is just plain stupid. At which point I remind him that we don’t use the word stupid in our house. 🙂

So, here’s to miles and miles of running, pain, laughing, talking, more pain, hills, more miles, and the all out fun that will be had, both during the process and after the completion.

(When I am complaining about having to run 20 miles in 20 degree weather, remind me that this is supposed to be fun.)

I am up for the challenge. And that means my body is up for the challenge whether it likes it or not. And if you had told me even three years ago I would be doing this, I would have told you that you were “goofy.”

You may not want to complete this challenge (and really, who could blame you!), but what is something that you have been wanting to challenge yourself to do in the area of fitness?

Help Me See

Yesterday at church, I realized that I can’t see. Not literally, of course, my physical eyes work just fine, but I realized I don’t always see things the way they really are.

Two examples of what I mean:

1) On Saturday, I spent about 7 hours watching football and cheerleaders. By the end of the time, I had a number of “notes” I was planning to give my girls at practice this week. They did a good job, but what I saw was the little things that needed improvement so they could be even better. And those things are true and do need work. But as I talked to a friend yesterday morning, she was relaying to me that she was very impressed with the girls and how well they did (and this comes from a former cheerleader and cheer coach). She even shared that some parents of the opposing team’s players told her how good our cheerleaders were, how they could hear them all the way across the field, and how they though our 7th and 8th grade squad was better than their freshman cheerleaders (proud coach moment – ATTA WAY GIRLS!!). This blew me away – not because I didn’t know that the girls were doing a great job, but because my focus was on how they could improve, more than how they were doing in the moment.

2) While talking to the same friend, she paid my daughter a compliment. She said she doesn’t “do” girls and would much rather spend time with the boys, but as she has had some opportunities to watch and be around Anne in the last week or so, she told me how impressed she is with her. She said things about how sweet and kind she is, how she is a calming influence on and hangs with the boys her age, and how she likes being around her. Here again, I know these things to be true, but often what I see is what I know she can be rather than what she is at the time. I am sure all parents do this: they want their child to be more mature, they could sit still better, they could be more outgoing, or better in math if they worked harder, or this, or that, or a million other things. In no way are we trying to devalue who they are right now, but we are so focused on raising them and helping them be the best they can be, we often don’t see them in the present.

Or perhaps I am generalizing something that is only true of me. In which case, you can completely disregard this post. 🙂

So today I am asking the Lord to open my eyes to the here and now. Yes, I still need to look to the future, it is my job to help cheerleaders get better and children grow up to be who God created them to be, but I don’t want to miss the good that is happening right now.

What do you need help to see?

Food and Fitness Friday: Healthy Cooking, Busy Life

I love to cook. I always have.

I used to bake all the time, but that usually means sweets and things I try not to eat, so I don’t do that too much anymore.

I used to cook all the time, too, but as the kids have gotten older and our lives have gotten more crazy, it has been so much easier to eat out or to default to the old standbys (spaghetti, pizza, quesadillas, sandwiches, etc.).

Since moving to a whole food, plant-based diet I have discovered three things: 1) I still love to cook, 2) I have to be able to cook in order to eat well , and 3) I still don’t have time. And number three doesn’t play well with numbers one and two.

So what’s a busy mom to do?

I have found some pockets of time where I have an evening I can cook a meal. And since my whole family has not net joined me in this eating plan, when I do make something, I have leftovers.

And some leftovers freeze really well.

Like Roasted Veggie & Black Bean Burritos. I made up a whole recipe, ate one burrito, rolled up the rest of the burritos individually in foil, and put them in the freezer. They have reheated wonderfully in my toaster oven.

Another one is a Veggie Burger that I found. It is delicious, great to warm up in the oven or on the grill. Once again, I made the whole recipe, grilled them all (or rather, had Mike grill them), then froze them individually. (Side note: I substituted 1 Tablespoon of flax-seed and 3 Tablespoons of water for the egg the recipe calls for.)

Other times I have made something for a meal, I have shared it with another of my friends for lunch the next day, and she has done the same with me.

I have also learned to have something like quinoa or rice cooked up in the fridge that can be thrown together with fresh veggies and a can of beans and eaten over a salad, in a wrap, cold or warmed up.

And of course, it is always a good idea to have crisper drawers and kitchens full of fresh fruits and veggies to grab on the go, along with some natural peanut butter, almond butter or hummus.

So while time isn’t always on my side when it comes to cooking, there are lots of ways to still have the healthy food I want to eat at my fingertips.

And, when I do have time to cook, there are tons of new recipes for me to try. Which, for someone like me, is always a fun adventure.

Are there other ways that you have found to help yourself eat well when your schedule is crazy?

Don’t Blink

School starts this week.

Mostly, I am glad. School starting means routine is back. There are set bedtimes and wake-up times. There are still lots of things to do, but in the context of routine, it doesn’t feel so crazy.

But when I start to think about it, I get a little emotional. My firstborn, my daughter, my Anne is starting Jr. High. Time just seems to be going too fast. It only seems like yesterday I was sitting in my rocking chair with her in my arms.

It all started to feel a little too real yesterday. One of the “rites of passage” in our church is to present the outgoing 5th graders/incoming 6th graders with new Bibles. And yesterday was that day. As I watched Anne and her friends standing in front of the congregation, I was teary-eyed struck by how these kids (many of which I have known since they were born) are so big, so grown-up, so ready for this next phase of life.

Anne gets her new Bible

When I dropped her off for her first day of Kindergarten, I smiled as she walked away, and then bawled as I drove away. I have a feeling the first day of Jr. High will be much the same.

So today I give you this song as a reminder to cherish every moment. Because they are gone much too quickly.