Now that the Easter eating-fest is over (yes, that’s what happened), my time of grazing on delectable high calorie goodness like a hungry bison roaming wild on the range must also come to an end. This is my new, favorite flat abs meal:
Grilled chicken & sauteed greens with garlic over a bed of spaghetti squash.
It’s been prepped, packed for several day’s worth, and ready for eating as my very first meal during each day of intermittent fasting. So easy to make, pack and gnaw on for the acquisition or maintenance a great mid-section. My mother showed me the ease of making this. It’s one of those loosey-goosey recipes you just throw together without measuring — cook it up with your own personal artistic flare.
Directions: season & grill your chicken breast as the spaghetti squash bakes for approximately 50 minutes. Prior to serving, sautee’ spinach (or your favorite mixed greens) with fresh garlic and olive oil. Put everything together real pretty on a plate, add salt & pepper, and then chew.
FLAT ABS MEAL PLANNING IDEAS
Don’t complicate your meals. Keep it simple with basic combinations of protein, veggies and healthy carbs. Here are the staple food items I stick to during the week (for eating during the day):
- Protein: tilapia, chicken breast, edamame, whole eggs
- Vegetables: spinach, broccoli, carrots, fresh juiced veggies
- Healthy Fats: coconut & olive oils
- Healthy Carbs: brown rice, sweet potatoes
- Afternoon Snacks: eggo smathered in raw honey & bee pollen, or one small square of milk chocolate
- Evening Snack: cereal… awww yeah!
And for dinner? I eat what my family eats, whether it be a chicken & rice, pork chops, BLTs or grilled cheese. It’s no big deal.
I’m pretty much a straight shooter with the meal planning. I don’t leave a lot of room for crappy junk food that’s not worth it. Instead, room is left for weekend noshing on things are worth it, like French toast & sausage, greedy pizza slices and ice cream.
Feed your stomach the food planning ideas listed above, or add your own healthy favorites to each category for more tasty flat abs combos. Please whine to me in the comments if you’re feeling justifiably too lazy to cook anything up. I will food teleport you a sample meal. BOOM!
Connie’s situation took a craptastic turn very early in the day. It’s not wise to sprint into traffic while wearing black, slip-on loafers. The damn shoe flew off as she ran across the street to catch the bus to work. Too bad public transportation does not wait for wardrobe malfunctions.
But trekking to work on foot wasn’t much of a bother. That is, if you consider hiking 20 city blocks on a muggy, 82-degree morning to be no big deal. Never mind she’s wearing the busted up shoe that got run over by an SUV, and a skirt that now has a fine line of butt crack sweat up the back, thanks to the forced power walk.
Perhaps it goes without saying, but Connie is feeling stabby.
Coincidentally, she forgot both her wallet and that fancy lunch she packed (veggies & hummus on a spinach wrap). The day is getting stabbier by the millisecond. When noontime rolled around Connie opened up the emergency can of chicken she had hidden in the deep, dark crevice of her desk drawer. You know, just in case the apocalypse hits. She would need food to survive.
The expiration date on the can: March 25, 2012.
Eff it. Connie ate the chicken anyway. How unfortunate that expired canned meat tastes like cat food. At least there were some of those leftover crispy noodles from last week’s Chinese takeout to sprinkle on the chicken.
But, ohhh damn. By the time 3pm rolled around, Connie’s stomach started gurgling — and you know what kind of gurgle I’m talking about. The kind that makes you nervous and causes an immediate assessment of your proximity to the rest room, complete with increase heart rate due to the stressful logistics involved in hoping you actually make it to the toilet. There may also be hot flashes involved, which Connie did indeed experience.
Why Connie, why did you eat ‘dem old chickens?
She held her butt cheeks as tight as possible while taking short, quick strides in the direction of the ladies room (don’t act like you’ve never had to do this). Harold from the Janitorial Department stopped her on the way.
“Hey, Cons. How’s your day going?”
“Harold, please. I told you not to call me Cons. My day is fine. Is the bathroom open?”
…more stomach gurgles…
He was just about to put up the CLOSED sign to take care of a toilet overflow.
“Bathroom’s closed, Cons. You’ll have to — ”
Connie didn’t wait for him to answer. She barreled through the bathroom door as her fears of intestinal liquid lava culminated into a scene from the explosion of Mount Vesuvius. Busted up shoes & butt crack sweat were minor inconveniences compared to hot lava. She made it just in time.
Fifteen minutes later, Connie wiped the sweat from her brow as she exited the bathroom to find Harold waiting, leaning on the wall with his arms crossed. Their eyes met but no words were spoken by either person. There was just a knowing of what went down and the humanly respect not to say anything about it.
As Connie walked down the hall and turned the corner, Harold pulled out a gas mask from under his cleaning cart and stepped into the bathroom. He, too, is always prepared for apocalyptic-style events.
The stabbiness of Connie’s day may go down in history, but at least she has Yoga class after work to help melt the stress away. It’s just a lowdown dirty shame Connie didn’t realize the Yoga pants she packed are unraveling on the seam of the butt. Please cross your fingers for Connie. May her forward bends in class be accomplished without incident (but I seriously doubt it). THE END
I began intermittent fasting (IF) on Jan 13th.
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I’ve received a ton of questions about IF. I’m working on a Quick Start Guide to break down how to get started, how to be successful, and address all the burning questions you have.
The gist of my 12-week body transformation was this:
Intermittent Fasting + Strength Training + Occasional Greediness = Results
A Cinnabon is 880 calories. I ate about six Cinnabons during my 12-weeks of Intermittent Fasting. That’s not including all the restaurant-ing I did. Starving yourself and not allowing for indulgences is NOT the Yum Yucky way to transform your body.
If you have a daily commitment to your fitness and eat healthy on most days of the week, there’s no dang reason you can’t enjoy your favorite greedy treats.
Intermittent Fasting is a sustainable approach to my fitness. I’m going to continue with it. It’s become habit and I like how it makes me feel. Look for the Quick Start Guide to be rolled out soon and please shoot me any questions you have. XO!
At present, I’m too lazy to harness precious brains cells for the purpose of delivering to you many verbose words to form a blog post. So how’s about we explore a visual library of several weight loss wonders instead???
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So there ya have it. Big on visuals with as little words a possible. Thank you and have a wonderful weekend of fitness — or go have yourself one helluva food coma. Whichever one you prefer best.
If you thought you were gonna find here today some sauteed chicken livers & steamed wombat claws as a fine example of balanced meal-ing, then I’m sorry to disappoint. You better click away right now.
Broccoli in the middle. One hot dog on each side to create proper balancing of the dinner-meal. Sadly, I forgot the mustard.
All that wonderful talk about intermittent fasting and clean eating does not change the fact that I eat “normal” meals for dinner. I eat what my family eats. Don’t even sweat it.
In a perfect world those hungry child-spawns of mine would enjoy grass fed meats that I slaughtered myself, complete with a side of organic cheeses and hand-plucked spices harvested during my travels to the remote mountaintops of Indonesia.
But my ass is exhausted after work. I do what I can to make it nutritious. If that means a nice, uber-healthy meal, then great. But if it ends up being a can of Chef Boyardee? Well that’s great, too.
If you think this meal is fancy, just wait until you hear about the bag of frozen meat patties made from mechanically separated poultry parts that I bought on purpose. That particular meal is also known as, So Damn Tired Chicken Sammich Night.
Do you find my family cooking style to be appalling or applauding? Please…go on. Tell me more about it in the comments.
I was 10 years old. It was 1983. This a true story, ya’ll. This is what happened me.
My cousin dared me to eat a piece of raw food. And being the bold girl I was?
I did it. I ate it.
Then cousin started freaking out, telling me I was going to catch a tapeworm from the raw food. I hadn’t considered that before gnawing on the food. I was just trying to win the dare. I immediately went hysterical.
Grandma caught a tapeworm once. She ate undercooked pork. I’ve heard her tapeworm stories over and over again. It was like folklore. I could not go through that. Surely my life was over. I would waste away into nothingness as the tail of a tapeworm wiggled out of my butt. Sorry to be graphic, but that’s how grandma told it.
Hysterical, in tears, hyperventilating and wondering just how long it would be before the tapeworm began to grown inside me — that’s when Auntie walked into the room.
We told her what I did. She would need to call the paramedics to have my stomach pumped before the tapeworm could lay eggs in my intestinal tract.
“What did you eat? said Auntie.
“Raw corn on the cob. I bit off one kernel.” Yes. I was sobbing.
“Huh? You can’t get a tapeworm from raw vegetables!” She rolled her eyes and walked away.
My life stopped spinning out of control at that very moment. And then we poured ourselves some Fruity Pebbles and played Atari. THE END
Well here you have it. This is one of the several ways I do legs and booty. It’s squats & deadlifts, baby!
Working these large muscle groups during Intermittent Fasting can be tough if I don’t feed my bod the right foods. I’m sure to get in my Branched Chain Amino Acids during & after my workout, and focus on high protein meals & healthy carbs once I break my fast later in the day. There may even be a square of milk chocolate involved.
In the pic is one of my typical meals during the week. Chicken breast with garlic & wine seasoning, plain baked potato and edamame with coconut oil (replaces butter). But don’t get it twisted. Once the weekend comes, I’m hauling ass to the mall for a Cinnabon.
I focus legs & booty twice per week, but also throw in some minor legs with my other workouts. Triceps video is up next, so watch for it!
You know what, my peoples. I’m throwing in the towel. What’s the use of trying to be all fitness-like and getting my body in shape if, when I take a selfie, it comes out looking like this…
Yup. This is what me and Greedy Baby do in the JCPenny dressing rooms. Sidenote: I did actually buy something… (I think).
I now return you to your regularly scheduled fitness-ish blog content: go do some squats or something.
It’s relaxing. It’s refreshing. It’s so dang easy, even a Food Coma victim can do it.
Citrus-infused flavored teas from the store can be hit or miss, especially when some of them taste like the floor cleaner our grandmothers use.
But now here comes something fabulous… hot or cold tea, infused with fresh, citrus ingredients that’ll slap you silly with the bold taste of Wonderful. Store-bought teas can’t compete. I promise.
- 1 black tea bag
- 1 fresh orange, halved
- 1 fresh lemon, halved
- 1 packet Stevia, or your favorite non-artificial sweetener
- Prepare black tea as usual
- Squeeze into cup the juice from 1/2 orange
- Squeeze into cup the juice from 1/2 lemon
- Add sweetener
preparation notes: The exact amount of citrus juice used is up to you. However, lemon juice should be about 1/2 the amount of orange juice used, as lemon can easily overpower the entire drink. Store the remaining lemon and orange halves in the fridge for future cups of tea.
This whole thing may seem like no big deal, but ohhh, the flavor is sensational. It delivers a calming & delicious experience. No doubt you will hear angelic harps in the background as you slurp your tea and are served tasty snack biscuits, carried to you on the backs of obedient unicorns.
The tea will produce a lovely orange color (none of that artificial crap they put in flavored teas) and bring you citrus bonus points that include cleansing/detox benefits, boosting of your immune system through Vitamin C, and regulation of blood pressure & cholesterol, thanks to the phytonutrients citrus contains.
Ooops! Did you walk away and forget about your cup of tea? No worries, my friend. Citrus Sweet Tea tastes equally luxurious when served cold. Try it that way, too, — wonderfully chilled for sipping in the sunshine on a bright & sunny day.
This tea will make you feel like a million bucks, whereby you can then cash yourself in and send those monies straight to me.
Wait…do you hear that? It’s the sound of unicorn hooves prancing your way. They’re carrying the snack biscuits with them. Better hurry up and make your tea.