It's not a job, it's a lifestyle

This morning I made green smoothies for breakfast.  I used blueberries, strawberries, and blackberries, which surprisingly overpowered the spinach and kale so the smoothies weren't actually green, but an appealing dark purple.  I garnished them with slices of strawberries on the straw and the glass rim, and Lily was thrilled.  Lily had no idea she was eating spinach and kale along with her fancy smoothie.  She drank two glasses of the stuff.  She has been having stomach issues of late almost every time she eats something (which has been concerning), but she didn't have a single problem with this breakfast.  I think this will work.

Today I ate:

12 ounces of green smoothie (banana, blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, kale, spinach, and almond milk)
3 cups of coffee (with maybe 3 tablespoons of creamer.  I tried to use almond milk, but didn't like it.  I'm not ready to give up my creamer just yet.  I did half creamer, half almond milk, so that's progress, right?)
Peanut butter on a slice of the whole grain bread I made last night
Grapes
Meatloaf
Radish chips (Have you ever had these?  This was my first time making them, and let me tell you, they are delicious!  More addicting than potato chips.  Of course, I hate potato chips, so maybe that's a bad analogy)
Spinach, strawberry, and feta salad
Another slice of that yummy bread (yes, I said yummy.  I have a five-year-old.  I say "doggy" and "potty" as well.  It annoys the hell out of me too.)

Better than yesterday (probably because I ate everything Lily did, which curbed my unhealthy snacking tendencies when I skip meals).  I ate too much bread, but I have been making a very strong effort all day not to berate myself for it (my new resolution not be become obsessed with diet).  We're off to a good start and Lily didn't notice me doing anything different.  Honestly, I didn't really do anything different for her, with the exception of the breakfast smoothie.  And it didn't take any more time than usual.  Lily wants to make cupcakes for Fathers Day tomorrow, though, so I'm almost guaranteed to eat more of them than I should.  I think I will make them gluten-free, at least, so they are a smidge less unhealthy (though you should read "smidge" very literally).  Of course, my naturally tendency is to think that just because I made something a bit more healthy than it normally is, I can eat as much as I want.  I'll have to watch myself on that one.  I'm going to let myself eat two cupcakes.  And since I made that decision today, I won't feel bad about it tomorrow.  In theory, anyway.


Exercise:

1 hour stationary bike (I hate the stationary bike - even more so than the treadmill - but my ankle has been throbbing lately.  Yesterday I think I forced myself to run on it when I should not have, so I had few options today.)  Calories (again, according to the machine which I don't know if I can trust): 425 (I'd rather do Dance Trance for an hour and burn 600 calories dancing and having fun with my girls, but beggars can't be choosy.)

30 minutes walking on treadmill (speed 3.8)

I hate working out inside on a machine.  It seems pointless to me.  That's why I prefer classes or exercising outdoors.  With my schedule, however, I have to take what I can get or I'll just make excuses not to go.  Thank god for audible, that's all I have to say about that.  At least I can take my mind off the banality of the exercise by listening to a good book.