Git-R-Done

My slow pace is one of the reasons I've struggled with training so far. Last year I made a hitting a 15 minute mile stride my goal, but over the course of 17 weeks, I was able to move from 18 to 17 minutes per mile...quite far off the mark. So this time I decided to eliminate the pace as a goal and focus on better conditioning so I don't die after this race. During our first training meeting, I learned that last year's walking coach cannot train with us due to arthritis, so the back-up coach (who is normally one of the running coaches) is leading this group. His natural pace is about a 12-13 minute mile. Seriously.

No joke, it discouraged me. The next two training days were lucky for me--due to scheduled events, I trained on my own with the treadmill. But when I had a migraine one day, I flaked on the walking group, and then last week I had a doctor's appointment scheduled during training. I know why I'm avoiding it, but I didn't know what to do about it. So this morning I responded to both coaches in email and told them how I felt. I explained that the pace is going to be an issue for me until I am either more conditioned or in better shape, and I felt like I was caught between doing the things that are necessary to get into shape yet not hitting my minimum training assignments if I couldn't keep up the pace with the group. I told them I would show up tonight (I have to travel for work on Wednesday), but I needed them to tell me if the slower pace would be a problem for the group. If so, they'd need to help me put together an individual plan I could do to meet what I need, too.

So. Tonight was okay. Sara (my normal coach) wasn't there, but Dale the super-walker was, and he acknowledged my email. He said that above all else, the most important thing is for each of us to meet our individual training needs, not the needs of the team. There is a new woman in the group nursing an ankle injury, so he paired us together, and then he made an effort to keep circling back from the front of the pack to the end to make sure we stayed connected.

I feel better now. Of course having to travel for work means one more chance for me to disrupt a very sensitive habit right now. SIGH.

In unrelated news, the ice cream was a hit at work. The boys loved it. Guinness-Chocolate ice cream is a guy magnet. I must perfect this recipe...add to my bag of tricks. It was a bit too soft, but that could be the beer.

My training tomorrow is called "Getting Things Done." It was kinda both my request and a requirement from my boss. When I get caught up in my suppliers' crises, I struggle to get the mundane stuff done because I over-prioritize the urgent stuff. This is partially why I end up staying late at work, but it also happens when I have a long work to-do list and nothing to really leave work for. The never-ending battle I face...and I tend to create it for myself, too. Another reason I'm reading "Never Check E-Mail in the Morning" which, believe me, is nearly impossible to do right now. If I can master this, I can reclaim my job. (:

I'm obsessed with Dance War: Bruno vs. Carrie Ann. I can barely wait for each Monday night, even though Bruno over-performs his surprise each time. Too bad it conflicts with Terminator: The Sarah Conner Chronicles. I was beginning to like that show.

Week 3: Chocolate + Beer

Doing good on the diet, still mediocre on the gym/training. I'm struggling because my over-invested "must-meet-expectations" anxiety is still lurking. More on that later.

I'm getting the hang of this diet...as long as I log my calories/points every day, I stay on track. Even the weekly public shaming (weigh-in) isn't so bad.

Training this week: today. 3 miles on the bike, 10 minutes on the elliptical (um, wow...so out of shape), 1.5 miles on the treadmill. My timing to re-enter the training game is just like me too...I head to Arizona on Wednesday for work stuff, which means another disruption to my routine. SIGH. At least I have no plans on the weekend (other than football Sunday night), so if only I can find the motivation to crawl back to the gym next Saturday, I just might be able to get this into a healthy habit too.

Made some ice cream today...ice cream that is meant for sharing with folks at work and not keeping for myself. Turned out pretty good, so I'll share the details:

Guinness-Chocolate Ice Cream
(from The Perfect Scoop)

Makes about 1 quart. I have a 1.5 quart maker, and the frozen result was to the top, so it was a perfect amount. If you want the exact recipe, let me know...not sure if posting it violates copyright laws.

It called for milk chocolate, and the author advocates chocolate baking bars that are finely chopped into the desired quantity. I couldn't find this, so I bought Ghiradelli chocolate chips and then spent about 20 minutes chasing them around the cutting board as I tried to create what I think is supposed to be "finely chopped." I think they might have melted on their own without the added stress.

Making the custard mixture was interesting. Pour warmed mixture into egg yolks while whisking the entire time...what defines warm? I chose to use a thermometer and started the custard making process around 115 degrees. Instead of "ladling" the warmed sugar milk into my whisking bowl, I just just slowly dripped/tilted the pan so that it streamed in. But apparently, I was only half-way finished...I still needed to turn it into custard over medium heat without turning it into scrambled eggs. I continued to use the thermometer, and I started on low heat adding a tad more every 10 degrees or so. This proved successful. At 175, I poured it through a mesh strainer into the chocolate...once melted and smoothed, I started the ice bath and added the cream, beer, and vanilla.

I really wanted to finish this tonight, so I transferred the whole ice bath and mixture to the fridge to speed up the chilling process. Within an hour, it was down to 48 degrees and perfect for ice cream making. I transferred to 3 portable containers and will share with the beer-loving guys at work tomorrow.

Tomorrow is a Walking Group training day...yikes.

Yippee!!!!

The pineapple sorbet was a success!! It yielded approx. 1/2 quart, but that's okay, I don't need to worry how I'll finish a full quart+ of sorbet crack on my own.

Notes: trouble freezing your freezer bowl? Fill with a bag of ice. Freezes in no time. Yummy, yummy pineapple. I feel so tropical right now...wish it was tropical outside so I could sit on my patio with a dish of this creamy goodness.

Grace Brings Contentment

So Week 2 came and went and I only have 1 workout to show for it. However, I do have a full week of following my diet (even somewhat last night) and much to dish about my gourmet adventures (and mishaps).

Miss M came to Butler for a tournament this weekend, so she was going to drive separate from the team and stay in town for a visit. Since her car was towed in the Muncie Village the night before, she had to ride with the team. Approximately 15 seconds after I picked her up outside of Butler, she realized her luggage was in route back to Muncie inside the team van. After stopping the team on the northside of Indy and retrieving her suitcase, we returned to Broad Ripple for an amazing meal at Brugge Brasserie. Good thing I stored up my extra points today so I could indulge in the pomme frites (somewhat) guilt-free.

Have I mentioned it's colder than a witch's tit this weekend? Seriously.

So this morning, we were just too cozy inside to be bothered to make a trip to the gym. Plus we were engrossed with kitchen stuff...like our amazing Ginger Fruit Teabread with Mashed Banana. Too bad I didn't have any ginger, a loaf pan, or the foresight to read the directions thoroughly before I started the recipe. But I did improvise and, as to be expected, something turned out alright, but it wasn't the intended creation from the book.

Ingredients:
1/3 cup dried apricots (do not soak), coarsely chopped
scant 1/3 cup jumbo golden raisins (do not soak)
1/4 cup pitted prunes (no soak), coarsely chopped
1 1/4 strongly brewed tea (w/o milk), cool
1 1/2 all purpose flour
2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. ground ginger
generous 1/2 raw brown sugar
1 medium egg, beaten
1 small banana, mashed (for topping)

[Sidebar: as I type this, I realize I misread and/or incorrectly estimated some of the amounts above which may explain why my creation is different. First, I only had cranberries and golden raisins, and I chopped that with my knife. I also estimated about 1 cup of fruit instead of the 2/3 plus 1/4 which would be less. Second, I smartly chose a ginger green tea to compensate for the lack of ground ginger in my pantry, but I not-so-smartly brewed 1 1/2 cups instead. Another possible reason my "mixture" was the consistency of pancake batter. Third, I didn't beat the egg. I must have missed that point too, as I just cracked it and added it to my sticky, uncooperative mess I had sitting in the blender. It was kinda like when you throw a wrench into a motor. Not pretty and almost a disaster until I added more liquid. Lastly, I never did make it to the banana topping, in part because I compensated regular & mini muffin pans plus one ramekin crock for the lack of a loaf pan. Mashed banana would have been a nice touch, I think.]

Beyond the sidebar substitutions listed above, I thought I was ready to move ahead.

Preparation:

1. Preheat oven to 350°F. Lightly grease a 2 lb loaf pan and line the bottom with parchment paper.

[No loaf pan, no parchment paper. Learned my lesson with a previous recipe NOT to substitute waxed paper when using the oven. So I sprayed the muffin pans and lined with muffin liners. I flattened a liner to use in the bottom of the ramekin crock later when I had too much batter.]

2. Put the dried fruit in a large measuring cup or bowl, then pour over the tea and let stand for at least 2 hours, stirring occasionally.

[This is where I learned the lesson of completely reading the directions before I begin a recipe. At this point, I turned off the oven, put my tea-fruit mixture to the side, and redirected my efforts into making my omelet breakfast SANS teabread.]

2 hours later...

3. (Return to #1 and resume instructions.) Put the flour, baking powder, ginger, sugar, and egg into a food processor and blend for a couple of minutes, or until well mixed. Add the dried fruit and blend again until mixed.

[Seriously, these post-cooking epiphanies are starting to annoy me. As I type this out, I realize yet another mistake is how I actually poured the tea with the fruit into the blender, upon which my pasty, sticky mess smoothed into a batter with no visible chunks of fruit. Interesting. This explains so much.]

4. Turn the mixture into the prepared pan, then level the surface and brush lightly with water. Place on the center rack in the oven and cook for 1 1/4 hours, or until cooked.

[Yes, I greatly modified the time given my 3 types of bakeware used. No, I found no need to either level or brush with water for obvious reasons.]

5. Let the cake cool in the pan for 10-15 minutes. Loosen the edges with a knife and then turn out onto a wire rack to cool. When cool, cut off slices and serve topped with mashed banana.

Serving size = 2 slices
Per serving: 240 calories, 1.3 g fat (.3 sat. fat)

I yielded 6 muffins, 12 mini muffins, and 1 "chunk" from my ramekin dish. I don't even know what that means, nutritionally. However, I must admit my creation is very, very good. Once everything cooled and the muffins actually peeled from the liners, these are dense like good old-fashioned breads (banana nut, etc.), and the flavor of the tea and fruit is really good.

I still wonder what kind of results the real recipe would have yielded. I'll be sure to let you know.

So after this, we decided to make my very first batch of sorbet.

What went right:

1. I allowed my freezer bowl to freeze for over 24 hours to ensure proper function.
2. I purchased freezer containers in advance.
3. I read my instructions twice before I started anything at all.
4. I used fresh lemons for my Amazing Lemon Sorbet.

What went wrong:

1. My freezer containers don't completely seal like they did in the store.
2. Lemon zest, apparently, is NOT the yellow rind of the lemon. It's the white rind below the color peel, and it's what dissolves on the stove, not the peel.
3. 6 lemons do not yield 1 cup of fresh juice. This yields 2 cups. [Please note, when the recipe offers two methods for measuring volume, one should always default to the actual yield according to the standardized measuring tools we've all come to accept as accurate.]
4. All ingredients going inside the freezer bowl need to be icebox cold, even if the instructions aren't as explicit. Otherwise, an hour of churning results in less-than-slush.

So. This did not turn out. At all. It's been almost 5 hours now since I started the sorbet process, and it's still a sub-standard state of slush. I can't even redeem this as a granita. Not sure what will happen when I check this mess tomorrow morning, but I am pretty certain that the world is not ready to turn super-tart lemon slush with chewy lemon peel into the next big gourmet breakthrough.

But I will not be discouraged. I've already primed the freezer bowl for a new batch I'll make tomorrow morning. And I've already liquefied my mixture and have it chilling in the fridge overnight to ensure my success. On tomorrow's agenda: fresh pineapple sorbet.

As I recap my adventures this past week, I've been sipping a Yogi tea. "Grace brings contentment" is the spiritual note provided, so I've been thinking how appropriate this is about me. I am the opposite: I am a klutz, I get lost, I make mistakes, and often, I'm not so content about much of anything. So, am I not so content because I'm not graceful? Or could this mean that I must seek out grace so that it will bring me contentment? Or could the opposite apply? Find contentment and I'll find grace...in any case, I felt the sentiment was appropriate today. Clearly I do not cook with grace, and my fumbles and follies continue to drive me to push on and keep trying. So maybe this is a good thing, yes?

Week 1 and stuff

And so it begins.

The first week of training was uneventful, which is a good thing. Hit 3 days this week, and tomorrow is the beginning of Week 2.

I've added multiple layers of diet discipline in an attempt to prevent total abandonment when I derail. Weight Watchers, Alli, training series...I've even returned to therapy. My next step is to hire a Certified Personal Trainer (drill sargent) if all else fails.

The Weight Watchers factor is practical and comforting. Not only will my company reimburse me for half of the "tuition" if I attend all meetings, but it's a healthy food plan to keep me properly nourished for the training. And I attend these meetings with a co-worker, too. [Nothing like spreading the accountability.]

The Alli will be interesting. I tried it once before (a 30 day supply). I lost a few pounds, but more importantly, it was a fantastic tool that frightened me into eating honestly. I'm happy to report that I did not suffer for the ill-fated side effects often cited. Again, I think this is because the fear of these "treatment effects" scared me into keeping my diet low fat.

I pounded the treadmill yesterday, even though it was gorgeous outside. There's something satisfying about watching the numbers tick by while easing my way back into the groove. I think it's a way to deflect the accountability away from me and onto the machine.

A little over 2 miles. 18:45 minute pace. Much work still ahead for me.

This alone isn't newsworthy, but discovering that my first boyfriend shares a membership at this same gym could be. Apparently the gods don't think I've added enough layers of motivation to help me see this goal through...and clearly they have a sense of humor.

Oh, how seeing him conjured up so many tucked away memories...nothing really all that positive, which might explain my sudden sour mood and resentment on the treadmill.

The next several weeks are going to be quite busy. I am the backup hostess for February's gourmet Meetup, and the primary hosts just cancelled due to an ongoing family emergency. Sooooo, now I am the hostess. This will be interesting...in a coming post, I'll describe this event in more detail and the way in which I'm adding my personal touch. Ooooh, and I'll have a chance to use my new ice cream maker!

The Sorbet Gourmet is on the move...hehe.

The Perfect Scoop

Ahh, new year, new postings...

The holidays were busy. I went home for Christmas, stopping in Nashville to pick up a friend (for the sake of incrimination, I will hereon refer to her as "Thelma"). Brought Chloe along for the trip thinking that drugs would prevent a repeat of what happened the last time we both stopped at Thelma's place. Although uneventful at her place, Chloe did throw a fit inside my new vehicle when I left her alone while I dined with friends. She flipped her food and water dish and kicked litter all over the back floor. When I returned, she jumped into my lap and started crying--with real tears. Have NEVER seen a cat do this before. Broke my heart. Later, I wondered if perhaps the tears were fake...she knew I'd be ticked about the mess she made, so maybe she flicked water in her face to make me think she had tears...even so, it worked. I let her sit in my lap as I followed Thelma back to her place for the night.

Stayed home a few days, drove back here, hosted my parents for the evening before they continued to Chicago to visit my brother. Then I hosted Thelma for our annual Colts-Titans event. That was Saturday, and I'm STILL recovering. Not sure how to even tell this story so I'll just list our events: (1) dinner and (too many) drinks at St. Elmo's, (2) more drinks at Nicky Blaine's, (3) cab ride home, (4) call maintenance to break into my apartment [forgot that I left my keys with a valet]...HANGOVER the next morning, but we repeat the events with a Bloody Mary brunch, lounging at Champp's for football before meeting friends for dinner and drinks at The Weber Grill...then the game...then more beer at another bar for post-game interviews, a shake run at Steak & Shake, home...it's taken almost 48 hours to recover from all of this. And SURPRISE!! My parents are returning here a day early...this will be interesting for sure.

And now I return to work tomorrow...back to the old routine of early mornings and early bedtimes...except I'm adding a dash of activity because mini-marathon training begins next week. Time to gear up for that!

Alas, this time I hope to blog about my training in a different manner. Now that I have a past experience behind me, I can see that I set my training accomplishment expectations too high last time. This time I'll be easier on myself--and my body. I'm using Dawn Dais's "The Non Runner's Marathon Guide for Women" as my handbook for all things training. My YMCA training starts next week, and I've registered for the training races and the mini itself. Dad's taking me out for new running shoes this week, and I've got all of my outdoor walking gear clean, folded, and ready for use. I hope to give weekly updates to my training in this blog, along with my new hobby, pretending that I am my own Gourmet Superstar!!

Another friend got me hooked on creating my own sorbet...she's busy crafting her own creations as she builds her recipe portfolio for gourmet gelato. After spending the weekend with her before Thanksgiving, I was inspired to follow my own pursuits. And lucky, lucky me...the T&S family bought me the Cuisinart model for Christmas!!! So excited to get started...so I hope to blog about these culinary attempts along with insight and fodder about my own participation in a Gourmet Cooking Club.

Another year for reflection...it's strange, as I know I wasn't happy this past year, but now that the year is complete, I don't feel as if it was all that bad...I feel like I'm still making small gains and am closer to figuring it out. I hope to be more diligent with the postings so that at the end of 2008, I have more details to review.