Oh, hey. Long time no blog. Sorry about that, folks. The ol’ tendons have been barking lately. Including the ones required to type. Yeah, ya heard right, my arms have been giving me issues as well. My beloved do-me-no-wrong arms, my one set of good limbs, have joined the ranks of their southern special-needs counterparts — my tendinitis-ridden feet. I think I developed tennis elbow, golfer’s elbow, something like that, back in January when I was using crutches. The pain didn’t last long, but I recently aggravated it due to my sudden obsession with push-ups. Word to the wise: don’t suddenly start doing a ton of push-ups when your Jello-like appendages have been dormant for months. Why? Because they might just decide to say Eff you! We’re going back to sleep and ceasing to function! Maybe that’s obvious. Whatever. We all need a little reminder of our physical limitations from time to time. So there’s your reminder!
Anywho, I’ve been experiencing a bit of the tendinitis-induced blues lately. Back in the day, if I was feeling depressed, I might just mosey on over to Coldstone Creamery and toss back a Birthday Cake Remix ice cream (approximately 5 million calories). Then I’d feel guilty and go for a run. Problem solved…sort of, in a really unhealthy way. But now that my feet have rendered me temporarily gimpy, this kind of delightful snack is prohibited. In fact, ass-sitting, my current specialty as I recover, requires remarkably fewer calories than you’d think. Like, hardly any, which is really unfortunate. So I’ve been very good lately in the food consumption department. I downloaded My Fitness Pal, a free iPhone app that let’s me log my food intake and track my weight so I don’t blow up like…well, like a fat person. Now I’m the poster kid for healthy eating. But every once in a while, usually once a week, an overwhelming urge comes a knocking and I’m forced to indulge in a little something special. Whatever that indulgence may be, I still make sure it’s technically Paleo. No grains, no dairy, no processed junk. I need my boundaries or else it’s like I’m a pot head and the world is one vast expanse of cannabis bushes. This week’s treat was blueberry almond flour pancakes. And they came out pretty awesome. I mean, look at ‘em.
I highly recommend picking up some almond flour and fresh or frozen blueberries (probably the only ingredients you don’t already have). These pancakes are relatively high-calorie, so don’t go crazy and eat a stack. But those calories are coming from quality ingredients (almonds contain vitamin E, pure maple syrup contains magnesium…I can rationalize this decision all day long), as opposed to the white processed flour that typical pancake recipes utilize. So just adjust your eating throughout the rest of the day and these won’t do any damage.
If you make them, let me know how they turn out!!
Peace, love & blueberries,