1 + 1 + 1 = 10

chocolate, chocolate chips,brownie,carmel, dessert,sweet,craving,recipe

Chocolate + Caramel + Nuts = “10”

Chocolate Caramel Brownies
Chocolate Cake. Chocolate Chips. Caramels. Chopped Nuts.
Sweet Jesus!
These are irresistible.
250 calories per pop.
5 servings for me since lunch time = 1250 calories (and the day isn’t over).

Find full recipe @ Bake or Break


Credit:

  • Thank you Lori for the recipe and for CRUSHING my Resolution on Day 2 of 2014.
  • Thank you Susan (Baker) and Susan & Rachel (photographers).

SMWI*: Get Moving. Period.

funny-favorite-food-conversation-kitchen


It’s Saturday Morning.  Time for the weekend warriors to get inspired to Exercise.  Here’s four of my favorite recent articles on the subject:

A Question That Can Change Your Life: “For years I’ve exercised every day — doing weights, cardio, yoga — but despite my continuous effort, I haven’t seen much change. Until a few months ago. Recently, my body has changed. My muscles are stronger, more defined, and I’ve lost five pounds along with a visible layer of fat. Let’s start with what I didn’t do: Spend more time exercising. In fact, I’ve spent less. So what did I do differently?…

25 More Rules of Conquering the Gym“…Gyms are tricky relationships. You fall in and out of love. Commitment fades. Maybe you have a torrid affair with ice cream sandwiches. All you know is that you used to go to that gym five times a week, and suddenly it becomes two, and then two becomes one, and one becomes none, and none becomes a brand new size of jeans…#3: No, you’re not getting a six-pack. You’re just trying to take off your shirt at the beach without people running to their cars…#6. Here’s a helpful rule on gym clothing. If you’re not sure your shirt smells? Your shirt smells…#22: The best gym on earth is outside, and it’s totally free.”  Read more here. And if you’ve missed the first installment (even funnier), read it here. Continue reading “SMWI*: Get Moving. Period.”

Running Hard To Stay In Place…

Every morning. Same ritual. Groan in preparation for the morning weigh-in. I take off every stitch of clothing thinking that my underwear somehow will tip the scales. (Am I a child?) I take a deep breath. My food intake from the prior day flashes by. Hoping for a miracle here – thinking maybe, just maybe, my super metabolism worked harder overnight – – given that I slept well and all. (Are you serious? This is going to be bad.) Then, I then step on the scale. Damn it. No miracle. And this is even after grinding out my work-out three days in a row.

Here’s the score card:

Day Activity Distance Calories Burned Weight*
Friday Elliptical 5.3 miles 525 205.6
Saturday Run 4.7 miles 470 205.0
Sunday Run 5.0 miles 500 205.2

(*Who am I kidding adding decimals)

So, I just finished my run. And decided to tally up the tonnage from yesterday’s feeding frenzy – – and humiliate myself in front of all of my closest friends. GOING PUBLIC.  LETTING IT ALL HANG OUT THERE. Here we go:

Continue reading “Running Hard To Stay In Place…”