Let’s face it. Monday mornings are typically not a fun time. I don’t care how much anyone likes their job. I can almost guarantee they’d rather be waking up to enjoy a relaxing day off work. As much as I enjoyed my days in the classroom and loved my students, I always felt slightly dejected on Sunday evenings. I really cherish my time off on the weekends with family & friends, and the following Friday always seemed so far away.
|While hiding under the covers this morning, I was reminiscing about my peaceful mid-morning (childless) run on Sunday, as pictured above. That was nice.|
I know that I am ‘staying at home’ right now with the Bubs, but Mondays are still pretty full on.
First up: Boot Camp.
I really didn’t want to go workout this morning. Like, reeeeeally. Bed was so comfortable, Thomas was sleeping well, my eyes could barely open, and motivation was at an all time low. It was one of those mornings that I was forced to dig deep, do some inner pep talking, and think about why I signed up for this workout class in the first place. Sometimes I am forced to envision some token, motivational quotations à la Pinterest to kick my butt into gear. Slightly contrived? Perhaps some may see it that way. But this kind of stuff works for me. Truth be told: I eat it up. I find it encouraging, motivating, and provoking.
Here’s a few Monday Morning Motivations (and clearly some serious alliteration at its finest):
#4 and #5 were the ones that I envisioned before hauling myself out of bed on time this morning. I think everyone finds motivation in different ways; I typically have to do a bit of “self-talk” and remind myself why I should bother to put in the extra effort. As much as I enjoy working out, the hardest part is actually getting myself there.
So, after a tough 1-hour training session, I felt a million times better about myself (and life in general). Exercise, no matter what kind, always gets the positive endorphins flowing. That’s definitely one of the reasons I enjoy it so much. I find I am a happier and more positive person, get more accomplished throughout the day, and feel more optimistic in general. Yay, exercise!
It was a pretty standard Monday after that. Baby, baby, baby, groceries, baby, baby, dinner, baby, baby, blog. Dinner tonight called for the use of the big bag of green beans I picked up at the Farmer’s Market over the weekend. My intention was to make a green bean casserole, but time ran out this afternoon so I ended up baking them with sprinkled parmesan, alongside 1/2 a baked potato and a BBQ’d chicken breast.
I’ll eat green beans in both crunchy (raw/baked/slightly boiled) and soft (very cooked/in a casserole, etc) form, but probably prefer the latter. This recipe adds some kick to the boring old green bean side dish, and only takes a few minutes to prepare.
Baked Parmesan Green Beans
- Green Beans- 3 large handfuls; cut off rough ends
- Extra Virgin Olive Oil– 1 1/2 tbsp
- Garlic Powder– 1/4 tsp
- Salt & Pepper– to taste
- Parmesan Cheese– enough to sprinkle overtop of beans
1. Preheat oven to 180ºC.
2. Combine green beans in a bowl with oil, garlic powder, salt, and pepper.
3. Arrange on cookie sheet.
4. Bake for 8 minutes. Remove from oven and rotate beans. Bake for another 4-5 minutes.
5. Remove and sprinkle with a dusting of parmesan cheese.
C’est tout! A nice and simple way of adding a bit of variety to the ‘ol regular veggie side dish. The beans will be softer, yet retain a crunchy consistency.
Well, that’s all for this gal. I’m off to bed, as I never know how many hours of shut eye I’ll get before the mini one starts his middle of the night rumblings. Happy Monday (especially if you are in the States and enjoying a long weekend today)! I hope you are able to find some fitness and foodie motivation of your own.