One way to improve your wellness is to make healthier choices when eating. A less expensive way to do that (which I try to incorporate as I am on a path to improving my finances as well) is to cook/make your own food. Everything you encounter in your research will tell you this.
What they won’t tell you is how hard it is to get up this hill when you don’t like to cook.
How is that a girl born and raised in the south, with parents from large families with deep Southern roots doesn’t like to cook? Luck of the draw I guess. I am pretty sure my paternal grandmother wrote me off once she saw I had no interest in cooking. And you can’t blame my parents. They both cooked at home and tried to show me their ways. I had no interest in being in the kitchen.
I think my mother’s cooking so much from scratch was an early turnoff for me; cooking seemed to take so longin my mind. Snapping peas, shucking corn, shredding cheese by hand, washing two or three sinkfuls of greens for what seems like a half-pot of greens just took so much time. My dad never adjusted to not cooking enough to feed a football team. I don’t blame him; his mother was cooking for 14 in the house, not to mention whoever else was in the neighborhood. And when measurements are a handful of this, a fingerful of that, well, you get the idea.
Also, I have an issue with my hands getting dirty. It has gotten slightly better, but growing up, it was just this side of irrational. Making patties of something? Are you nuts? You want me to stick my hands in this mixture of things and then pick up a handful and roll it around in my hands?
Did it matter that I saw every individual ingredient get added to the bowl? Did it matter if it was something I wanted to eat? No. Did it matter that I was in the kitchen mere steps from a sink where I could wash my hands immediately when finished and didn’t have to fetch water from a well outside? Not one iota. My aversion was akin to being asked to dig up worms in the backyard. Ultimately, I ended up helping in the kitchen only when asked, and eventually it was for minor things, like stirring a pot to keep the contents from sticking, or getting items from the refrigerator or a shelf while my mother’s hands were occupied.
I say all that to say I went to the store and got a few bags of salad mix and some vegetables to chop up to add to it.
Baby steps.
Day 11 Results
- Steps: 8460
- Water: 32 oz.
- Fitbit Active Minutes: 34
- Sleep: 6 hours, 40 minutes
Day 12 Results
- Steps: 4957
- Water: 32 oz.
- Fitbit Active Minutes: 0
- Peloton: 5 min full body stretch, 10 min cardio
- Sleep: 8 hours, 41 minutes (was asleep by 7:30pm)
Day 13 Results
- Steps: 6805
- Water: 44 oz.
- Fitbit Active Minutes: 0
- Sleep: 5 hours, 16 minutes
- Walked at work and had 12 oz sparkling water
Day 14 Results
- Steps: 4731
- Water: 40 oz.
- Fitbit Active Minutes: 0
- Peloton: 5 min pre-run warm up
- Sleep: 8 hours, 18 minutes
- 5 min stretch
- Found one of the pounds I lost last June. This is unacceptable.
Day 15 Results
- Steps: 4782
- Water: 44 oz.
- Fitbit Active Minutes: 13
- 100 wall pushups
- Sleep: 6 hours, 10 minutes