The Excellent Adventures of Kim and Kev

Tuesday, November 22, 2011


That color basically sums up every thing I've eaten today.

And it wasn't intentional.  Even though matching my food sounds like something that I would do.

Before I get to the food, though, I've got another story to tell.  A story about an assessment that I had this morning.

A health and fitness assessment.

It was just as fun as it sounds.

But very informative and DEFINITELY worth the time.

It started with a questionnaire. 

What type of fitness do I do?  ( anything I can get my hands on... love to try new things!)

Where do I experience pain? ( MY KNEE!)

And on a scale of 1-10, how would I rank my fitness level.

I very proudly gave myself a 7 - and hoped she wouldn't prove me wrong. 

When she pulled out her equipment, I had a horrific flashback to elementary school when my muffin top was pinched and measured my a skin fold caliper ( otherwise known as the FAT pincher) and then reported VERY LOUDLY to the person documenting how out of shape I was.

Luckily, she didn't have one of those.... the fat pincher or a person documenting.

But she had me go through enough tests to make me questions my abilities.

And then calmly told me what I was hoping I wouldn't hear.

I'm still pretty out of shape, folks.  And I still have quite a bit of work to do.

The summary:

1.  My core is a sloppy mess ( my words - not hers).  She had me lay flat on my stomach and asked me to go in to a full push up from the ground.  I pretty much sagged in the middle like an old mattress.  And when she showed me what I looked like - I laughed out loud!  I looked like a human taco shell!  Good times.

2.  My posture is horrific.  Which is evidenced by this photo:

 And something that is definitely not news to me.... or anyone that knows me.

3.  My hamstrings are super stiff which prevent me from going deep in to squats and lunges.

4.  I.AM.NOT.FLEXIBLE.   ( Again, no surprise to me!)

I scored a 12 out of 21.  A TWELVE!

She said that I was doing too much high intensity working out ( ie; lifting heavy weights, spin, running, boxing) and not enough yoga, stretching, and core workouts.  My knee pain after running is due to my posture, my weak core, and my unflexible hamstrings.

And apparently my right leg is a little bowed. ( I knew I was meant to be a cowgirl and live in the wild west.)

She was so kind and patient and helpful.

And didn't even get annoyed when I repeatedly had trouble following directions. 

( I am a visual learner.  Telling me something to do without showing me is worthless)

Then she preceded to stretch me out for an entire hour.  It hurt SO good.

All of that for a person ( me!) that had a HUGE glob of peanut butter in the corner of her mouth the whole time. 

I discovered it once I got back in my car.  I'm just keeping it real here.  And representing for the other disheveled people in the world.

And then I went to spin class. 

Because I just love it so much!

Back to my food...

Breakfast consisted of runny eggs.

Lunch had carrots as part of it.

And for dinner I roasted this butternut squash...
 I sliced.  And scooped out seeds. Lightly drizzed some olive oil on top.  And roasted on 425 for 40 minutes.

I believe this squash is my new favorite thing to eat.
 I put it on top of a big salad.  Along with some sweet potato salad....

Made like potato salad but with curry and dried cranberries and pecans and green onions.

You can find the recipe here.  Made by The Homesick Texan.

We are not normally curry fans.... but it really made this dish.  Loved the flavors!!

And mixed with spinach, tomatoes, (more) carrots, and squash... it was the perfect dinner.

Kev ate his potato salad with a Boca burger piled high with veggies.

We are doing every thing we can to get in some healthy food before the (two) ultimate feast(s) this Thursday.

I know our mouths will be happy on Thursday... but I can't speak for our bodies.

1 comment:

  1. I can't believe YOU are out of shape - you are the most "In-Shape" person I know, and that picture at the wedding was an optical illusion (your jacket was slipping). You look FABULOUS!!! So spin, or lift, or stretch, but just know that in my book you are a 21. TWENTY-ONE!!! Love you, Aunt Sandi