Back to Beck Day Twenty-Eight: Prepare for Another Weigh-In
Monday, November 10, 2014
OK then -- really not fussed about this tomorrow. Will be eating my usual way all day. Don't much care what the scales say tomorrow: I'm maintaining and that's what I wanted and intended.
It just felt so good over the weekend to be sufficiently flu-free to get back to the gym: two great workouts on Saturday and Sunday. I'm feeling upbeat, like I've slogged my way through the worst (or best?) of Beck, that intensely convoluted "heart of darkness". The nine (or twelve?) sabotaging thoughts. The seven questions for addressing sabotaging thoughts.
I'm giving myself credit for addressing these heavily theoretical and complex elements of Beck more thoroughly and conscientiously this round than in 2011.
And: I'm thinking it may really help me in both the short and the long run to have done this: fluffing it off may have been the "missing piece" that I needed to revisit.
Yesterday in addition to making black bean sweet potato chicken chili soup for ME, I also made a huge honking pork shoulder into pulled pork for my two resident carnivores. I don't eat pork. When I googled "pulled pork" I quickly realized -- this is a whole complex culture with a lot of regional variation (South Carolina, Georgia, Louisiana , Alabama, Texas east west north and south) that I had not the faintest clue about. On the grill, smoker, in a crock pot, in the over, covered or uncovered (to produce "bark"): what a range of variations on a theme. I consulted with my consumers and made a decision as to recipe and approach!!
So: the pork roast got its rub Saturday night and put into the oven Sunday morning about 6 am at very low temperature and smelled amazing all day long. I realized at the gym that my hair and skin were positively REEKING of pulled pork . . . had a lengthy soapy shower!!
And the pulled pork was delicious. Not for me though. My occasional "domestic diva" moments are so much more appreciated because nobody ever takes 'em for granted, right??