I failed! I tried to run before I could walk, damn it. Tried to soar before I could…fly. I…aww hell, I bit the big one.
I thought I was Little Miss Fancy Pants with my new resolve & new appreciation for healthy foods. So what did I do when I saw a recipe for a salad that sounded tasty?
I tried it.
You thought I ate a Twinkie, didn’t you? 🙂 Did I just fake y’all out? No, I’m still holding strong in my standoff with sweets & diet soda. Today’s lament is all about the green.
It wasn’t until last year that I timidly dipped my toe in the salad pool. Okay, that sounds gross…but you know what I mean. Up until last year, the only thing green I ate was gum and mint chip ice cream. When it comes to eating fresh green veggies, I’m a noob.
In my year long search for healthy vegetables that I actually enjoy, I’ve found one salad I can sink my teeth into without freaking out: 2 cups of raw spinach or arugula, 4 – 8 ounces of grilled chicken, and 2 tbsp. crumbled blue cheese. No dressing. I realized long ago that I absolutely hate all salad dressings. They’re too vinegar-y for me. Too…icky. Yuck. So that’s my brave little 3 ingredient salad.
A large part of my weight loss success depends on my ability to find healthy foods that are enjoyable. I simply can’t make the long haul of losing over 200 pounds if I’m just going to exist on foods I can barely tolerate. That’s not realistic. In order to really change to a healthier lifestyle, I’m determined to find healthy foods I genuinely enjoy.
Earlier this week, I found a recipe for a grilled zucchini salad that actually sounded tasty to me. Even the dressing sounded appealing! Oh, it looked so tasty…arugula, grilled zucchini ribbons, freshly grated parmesan, toasted hazelnuts. Mmmmm! I decided to give it a whirl. So what if I’ve spent my life thinking all greens tasted like I was gnawing on a big bowl of yard clippings? It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day! I’ve already given up sugar and diet soda. There’s no telling what I can do next. So off to the kitchen I went, ready to make this tasty salad.
I grilled the zucchini and toasted the hazelnuts. It all smelled wonderful. Then I put it all together and tossed, tossed, tossed. Made the dressing. Eew. Okay, I really like red wine vinegar when I use it in my “kick-asserole” that I make for the hubby sometimes – but, again, it made the dressing too vinegar-y. Major hurl factor. I tossed it.
That’s okay, right? I trudged on. I dished up a big bowl of salad and plopped on the couch. I was a little hesitant about the zucchini because I’ve never tried it before. Hey, don’t judge! I have over 200 pounds to lose. Does that sound like a person who eats a lot of green veggies? Probably not. 🙂 My mother has stories about trying to make me eat vegetables as a kid that are legendary. My distaste for all foods green goes way back.
It really was a beautiful looking salad. I loaded up my fork and took a big chomp. Beautiful or not, though, as soon as it hit my tongue I was completely freaked out. It tasted like I plunged face first into the lawn and took a big bite of grass. GAH! Help!! Too much green! Overload! Overload!!! Must…have….chicken….!!!
Yep… I’m not ready for a salad that’s all green. I can fake myself out with my plain ol’ grilled chicken salad by grabbing a piece of diced chicken on every fork full of spinach, but eating the green stuff alone? I can’t. I CAN’T! Now I know why people smother their salads with dressing, though. They’re masking the lawn-like taste of the green stuff, right?
I admit that I’m extremely inexperienced in all things veggie. Those Hidden Valley Ranch commercials where the carnival foods are all substituted for veggies really creep me out. Seriously? Cauliflower instead of popcorn? Who does that? They’re on drugs!
I resisted all urges to purge my taste buds with a good coating of chocolate. Instead, I wrapped my arms around our Saint Bernard’s big doggy shoulders and got a hug. One of Kirby’s best traits is that she wraps her head around my neck and hugs me back. She let out a huge sigh as if to say “Yeah, I don’t get the green veggie thing either, Momma…”. She knows how to make it all better when I have a bad day.
Even though I literally bit off more than I could chew, I still look at this as an NSV: a Non Scale Victory. I saw something I thought would be tasty. Something green. And I tried it. That’s a far cry from the ten year old Princess Dianne whose mother chased her around the dining room table with a green bean, begging her to just taste it.
Oh, and did you notice? The weight loss ticker on my blog has gone down another pound. 🙂 13 pounds are history.
Yes, I will keep pushing myself to try new green foods – but I won’t be doing it without my grilled chicken safety net. I don’t imagine that I’ll get all cocky about veggies again – at least for a while. But I am quite proud of myself for my little adventure into green veggie land. I really have come a long way.
(And no, I never did taste that green bean…my Mom is 86 years old and still bitching about it.)