Guys, this morning I
thought I was being a genius with my daily breakfast smoothie – it varies from
day-to-day, but today it was milk, banana, spinach, avocado, strawberries – and
thought I’d add some chocolate in there because that just seemed like a good
thing to do at the time. Plus Mark
didn’t want one this morning so I was free to experiment (claims he is ‘kind of
burnt out,’ whatever that means).
Well I found a recipe
that told me how to do it and I added some cocoa powder to the mix. The recipe actually called for cacao
powder. I didn’t realize there was a
difference, but apparently there is, because I would never recommend this to
anyone. The horrid bitter taste is still
there and I think it will be for the foreseeable future. I hate wasting things (and the nutrients!) so
I made myself drink three-quarters of it before admitting defeat in finishing
this thing. It was awful, never again
(unless maybe I get some cacao instead).
I actually purchased a
superfood smoothie cookbook awhile back (Superfood
Smoothies) to switch up my smoothie game and haven’t made anything out of
there yet – those superfoods are expensive.
Although my goal is to get them little by little and eventually start
making the smoothies from that book. But
much like everything else in my life, I have good intentions of doing something
but I just haven’t found the time to follow through. Like cooking out of all the other cookbooks
I’ve bought and all the recipes I’ve pinned from Pinterest, among other things…
But I am dedicated to
my triathlon training, so at least I can count on myself for that. On Monday evening Mark and I decided to go
for a swim after work. I would have to
say that this was one of the more successful swims that I had ever taken – my
form was on point and as a result I wasn’t as winded as I usually found
myself. We didn’t swim that far – about
600 to 700 meters in total since we’re keeping the exercises this week short
and sweet ahead of Sunday.
Usually after swimming
about 600 – 700 meters I am beat and out of breath, but like I said, not with
this particular swim. Maybe I finally
found my rhythm, or maybe I was just having a good day. Either way I am not complaining. I often find myself frustrated after
swimming, so it was nice to come away feeling really good.
It’s funny, because of
the three events – swim, bike, run – I feel there is the most worry with the
swim when I am talking with people or reading about triathlons. I’ve personally found that I really enjoy the
swim aspect, and maybe someday it could be my jam. Which is, of course, completely opposite of
what I would have ever thought for myself.
Yes, there are days I get frustrated with myself and my progress – that
I am not swimming far enough, or fast enough, or find myself completely out of
breath early in a workout – but then I remember that I didn’t even know how to
swim (outside of the doggy paddle) before the end of February. I have to remember I can’t turn into a
champion swimmer overnight, and that many of the people I’m training with have
been swimming a lot longer than me!
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