Finally I am adding exercise to this site! It has been in my books for month. For those who may not know me and my personal history, we’ll start there, but my degree is in Exercise Science. Previous to being a gluten-free baker, I was a kettlebell instructor to 10 years. I will be collaborating with my beautiful mother, who is the best kettlebell trainer I have ever met, so look forward to video posts coming soon with her.
Okay, so exercise? For me this can be a slippery slope. I very much feel that we in this country struggle to balance this. Either we do too little or too much. And yes too much exercise has an adverse effect on the body. So how do we balance it? How do we start exercising for us? Not because we ate too much. Or too punish our bodies. Our because we feel obligated too. How can we approach exercise and our bodies with a loving manner?
This is big for me. Check out my blog Monday and you’ll get some insight into my own personal struggle with body image. How can I exercise and eat good to FEEL good? That is more along the lines of my thinking now. How do I feel? Not what does the scale say. I am no longer living for approval or validation based on the numbers on a stupid scale. Those do not reflect me. The beautiful, happy, content, loving person. MORE than the person you see.
Health is important though, but it starts inside. My outlook now is to look at health from a respect perspective. I respect by my body by feeding it certain things. By hiking and walking. By working on sleeping enough, stressing less, and lifting heavy things and remaining flexible so I CAN LIVE. My health helps me accomplish my goals in life. Plus you can not be of service to anyone else if you are not here. We can create and bring on illnesses in our lives. Use health as prevention.
So exercise? I have always been drawn to the human body and it’s great potential. From drawing sports pictures growing up. To playing sports. I watched my sister lift weights in our garage growing up (she is 7 years older than me). I was intrigued and pleaded with my father to let me lift too. He told me when I was 10 I could. I was hooked right out of the gate. I am very strong naturally, something most wouldn’t suspect as I am so small and smiley. Very assuming, but I have spent my life lifting weights with men, and I have kept up or surpassed many of them. Continue reading “Exercise & Kettlebells”
i don’t eat breakfast that often. Usually this is due to the fact that I have gotten accustomed to waking up early to go to a baking job. I am not hungry or awake fully at 5 or 6 in the morning. This set me into a schedule where I ate whenever I got off work in the afternoons. Therefore the lack of breakfast.
Now though I have my own schedule. This opens me up to exploring the realm of breakfast and breakfast meals.
Every other day Zach and I wake up to walk our dog. I typically do my kettlebells after this. Usually after an active morning, I am not hungry for super hearty food. I want something simple and easy to make, that is lighter and fresher. I have had it on my list to play with some smoothie bowls, and I will definitely be expanding on this in the future, but this was a great start. It was just what I needed after my kettlebells and to get going on my creative work for the rest of the day. Plus it’s pretty!
Strawberry Banana Breakfast Smoothie Bowl Continue reading “Breakfast Smoothie Bowl”
Egg muffins have been one of my families favorite recipes for the past decade. We prepped them to take on every family vacation and travel trip. Dad and I both used them in cooking classes. What’s great about them, is the ability to customize them. This is something I think is essential to healthy eating success. I’ve worked with hundreds of people on eating programs. We are all unique individuals. So health is not always a one-size-fits-all. There are some super die-hards out there, who see in black in white when it comes to eating. I used to be one of them. But my perspective has changed. This black and white view is no longer serves me. There are so many variables to consider with health. Eating is key. I agree with that wholeheartedly. But being super stringent, I believe can be counter-productive. Stress I believe is just as detrimental to health as a poor diet. Stress rules the world. We are sucked up in busy, tight schedules. Stress. Jobs. Stress. Families. Stress. Exercise. Exercise is good but can be abused. Overexercising is not a positive. It places extra stress on your body. And then we stress and over-analyze everything bite we take. I used to do so much research, it honestly made me afraid to eat. My relationship with food really took a hit.
So I’ve had to ease up. Love my body. What it does. Respect it. Love the food I put in my body. I don’t eat gluten or processed foods. But sometimes I use butter or I’ll eat a little cheese. Or I’ll eat one of the baked goods I make. Or I’ll make coconut milk ice cream for Zach and I. I don’t scrutinize and punish myself for eating any longer. Eating became a shameful practice, which creates a nasty circle. If my eating wasn’t ‘perfect’ I would be so hard on myself. I would get down on myself. And feel bad about myself. We tie our self worth into our bodies, to our physical self. Which is BS. What matters is the condition of our heart, not the number on a scale. And I used to base my happiness and worth on that scale. I wasn’t living, but waiting for weigh-in’s. Then my happiness level depended on what it said. And then I waited for the next week. I looked great, but even at my smallest, it wasn’t enough. See how messed up this is? I couldn’t eat in front of people, I thought they too, were evaluating what I was eating. If I ate a bite of chocolate, my friends would freak and make a big deal. Anything ‘cheating’ got blown out of proportion. And I felt so under scrutiny. I stopped eating in front of people. There was such shame, in a fundamental human need. Continue reading “Meatlovers Egg Muffins”
Last night Zach started telling some stories of what I have always referred to as a phase I went through. But it stuck in my head beyond the conversation. And reading this morning, the message I received ran deep.
This phase I ran through had me jumping out of planes, traveling and camping by myself, hitchhiking, couchsurfing and more. Also did I mention I had given away 75% of my possessions and was living in a shed. To many people I was crazy. Telling the stories now, I receive that a lot. And a lot of disbelief.
Why did I do all of this?
Obedience. For the first time in my life I was really listening and living. And by listening I mean to my calling. I stopped listening to societal pressures and norms. And I started learning to be comfortable with God’s plan for me. He was showing me to stop living in fear. Because that’s what I was. A quiet, shy girl, trying so hard to be good and perfect. To be liked. I cared SO much what others people thought of me. And I let this guide my choices. I made choices out of place of fear, rather than a place of love. I went to college because I was told I had to, I was too smart not to. I was obsessed with losing weight and the perfect body. The numbers on the scale dictated my happiness and self-worth. God was leading me away from fear and into the light and into a space for love.
And then one day, I was sitting in the back of my parents shop in Avon reading, when a voice spoke to me. I was reading a section talking about simplifying and letting go. Of thinking of your things being attached to you like strings. All of a sudden I felt very heavy. And that voice came in loud and clear. It told me to get rid of things. To simplify. So I went home and ACTED. I packed up my stuff and gave away 75% of it. I was starting to plan building a cabin, when I shared my vision with my granny, she told me she had a shed the perfect size to try it out. Everyone thought I was nuts and kept telling me how hard it would be. But I didn’t listen to nay-sayers. I listened to that voice. And I never dwelled or thought it was going to be hard. I just did it.
Getting rid of my stuff allowed me to truly see in my life. Like I had been living with dust covered glasses. I learned quickly that value and wealth in life do not come from accumulation of money and things. I started seeing and loving people as they are. The practice of gratitude became essential to my life.
And I started listening to that voice. And I acted on it, without question. Continue reading “Developing Unwavering Faith”
Growing up Creamed Eggs was one of my dads favorite dishes he made. Like biscuits and gravy but with hard boiled eggs instead. So, as a child, we definitely ate that and not a lot of biscuits and gravy. My husband, however, loves some biscuits and gravy. And I’ve really been trying to smooth this transition for him into gluten-free, dairy-free. Converting many of his favorite dishes into something friendly.
These were really good, I was definitely not counting on how filling this was going to be. A few bites in and I was done, so we had lots of leftovers. My only tweak would be to bake the biscuits for less time than I did. Just a very light golden color.
This would be a great Saturday morning breakfast pre-or-post hiking meal! In my mind I am always thinking of the forest and its peace. It calls me.
Gluten-Free Biscuits & Gravy
- 1 ¼ cup almond flour
- ½ cup tapioca flour
- ¼ cup coconut flour
- 1 tbsp honey
- 1 tbsp baking powder
- 1 tsp salt
- ½ cup lard
- 2 tbsp cold coconut milk (+1/4 tsp lemon juice)
Sausage Gravy Continue reading “Gluten-Free Biscuits & Gravy”
Today I have a compilation of my favorite valentine friendly recipes I have ever posted, plus a new one. Click the title to get the link 🙂
Holidays can be a nice reminder, but remember that love and gratitude for that love is something you DO everyday. A cycle of unconditional acceptance. Quick forgiveness. And contentment with your partner. Be thankful for them everyday. I look at my husband every day with such appreciation. How much better he makes my life. My only goal now is to be the best wife I can be.
Chocolate Raspberry Mason Jar Lid Pies
Cherry Cheesecake Pie
Continue reading “Gluten-Free & Paleo Valentine’s Day Recipes”
Relationship goals.Let’s talk about it, because it’s almost Valentine’s Day and that time when we talk about love. I see this a lot, this term relationship goals.. Usually referring to some celebrity couple. One in which we see one instance, but know nothing of the actual dynamic. We see the pretty polished package to the world. Such is social media too. A slippery slope into comparison. Relationship goals are good, but how we idolize others and theirs, maybe isn’t as good. Relationship goals should be unique to us. When we embrace our own unique selves, then we don’t have to compare to others. Plus we can be content within our lives and our relationships, instead of wondering why our significant other isn’t like _______ (insert a celebrity or someone you look up to). We meet and love them as they are. We truly open ourselves up to loving that person with an everlasting love.
This picture above, these are my relationship goals, happening now, in real life. My examples of love and marriage are beautiful. My parents are going on 38 years, my grandparents all close to 60 and lots of aunts in uncles in 25+ years of marriage. These relationships are not perfect. They have ups and downs, but they are shining examples of commitment. No matter their fights or the struggles they face, they are extremely loyal and have the others back. Family. Love. This was embedded in my upbringing and it is essential to me. I didn’t want to merely be married, a partner, for the rest of my life. Beyond the wedding, I wanted the raw commitment that comes with it.
For over a decade I patiently waited and prayed for this relationship. For this man. I knew the goals in my head and heart. I wanted someone fully committed to me. Who took and loved me, just as I am. A companion. Someone I enjoyed spending time with, so that spending the rest of our lives together (and eternity), would be a breeze. Someone I could travel the world with. And climb mountains. Someone by my side. I would see couples on trails, a little baby strapped to the front and I wanted that. That outdoor family life. To live in the woods and spend time on the road, exploring this magnificent world. Continue reading “Relationship Goals”