I'm feeling an extra bit of hope this morning, where loving my body is concerned. As you know if you've been reading along, the "food" part of this proposition has been a bit more of a struggle for me of late than it was for a long time before that. Spent some time this weekend with a friend who is ALL ABOUT choosing body-loving food, and she positively inspired me. So as I bought groceries on the way home, I followed her lead and I'm nicely stocked with good veggies and excitement about how to prepare them (especially including a veggie salad that is avocados, tomatoes, olive oil, garlic, cucumber, and bell pepper...and I'm adding black and green olives and cracked pepper and a wee bit of feta cheese to it...doesn't that sound TO DIE FOR?!). Definitely needed that fresh infusion of good thought in the midst of my winter comfort-seeking mode.
Since I know I've been really feeling the soups lately, I also picked up some of those soup mixes that make up 1/2 a gallon a time. I'm thinking that will be less sodium and cheaper than the cans of chunky soup I like too much, while being less work than boiling up a whole chicken and doing all the other work involved with totally homemade soup.
In other news, it was a lovely warm 32 degrees this morning for my run, and I think I ran faster than usual. I haven't checked my time in weeks (basically since getting my iphone for Christmas), but I think tomorrow I'll give it a look. If my very unscientific time-counting method (counting the minutes out, 1 to 60, in my head, and keeping track of them in 3 rounds of 10 on my fingers) was right, I ran the usual distance but had 3 minutes to spare at the end. I can hardly believe I was THAT MUCH faster - most of the issue was probably how hard it is for me to keep track of the count in my early morning brain non-function mode - but maybe I was a LITTLE faster. Making a mental note now, and hopefully Wednesday morning my sleepy brain can remember to check the time before and after the run.