Day 385/ Chili Soup
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
thank you guys so much for the positive and encouraging words.
So I followed the vegetarian chili recipe to a 'T'. It was horrible. It started out smelling great but ended up tasting like I had dipped my tongue in the chili powder. I could not get the flavors right. I'm going to find a new recipe and try again, but in the meanwhile, I asked DH for help, so he said let's do an experiment tonight and I'll teach you about marrying flavors. That didn't really happen, I still have no clue how to make a chili because the concoction we made was not even close to a chili. He decided to experiment and do the base from chicken stock and pureed roasted red bell pepper. No tomatoes added. But don't get me wrong, it's the most wonderful vegetable soup I've ever put in my mouth. It has roasted leeks, zucchini and celery that has been 'sweated', french green beans cut into small peices, black beans, and that roasted red bell pepper base. It's amazing. I love it. I've never tasted anything like it. It is not a chili,
I love him to bits, but this is what I'm talking about. I don't want to sound ungrateful, he experimented and discovered a new soup that totally works. But it is not the vegetarian chili I'd set out to make. For one it also has chicken in it. That was the first thing he put in it. But, as he reminded me, I'm diabetic now and am supposed to be eating protein. He did the whole thing with me in mind. So it makes it kinda hard to be upset about the whole chili thing. I love him so much!! He's so sweet
No workout this morning. I pulled a muscle in my lower back. Ow. Had to take something for it last night. It was really bothering me, I wasn't able to help with the soup much because I had to sit down for most of it. So I sat and did most of the knife work. I am going to try to work out later today, if my back is calmed down. I don't want to lose the momentum I suddenly have. Yes, body parts are going to hurt, but that is no reason to quit. I must keep going.
This is the message that greeted me yesterday morning during my workout. I'd never really paid attention to it before. But it changed my outlook on my workout. I have a purpose. I have passion. It is not just pain. I can do this. I will do this. This will be the time that I win. Another great quote from her is 'why choose failure when success is an option?' If I quit working out, I'm choosing failure. I'm not going to do that to myself. I'm choosing success. I'm going to win.