Inside Kim’s Kitchen: Sorta Paleo Lasagna

One of my March goals is to eat Paleo for a full 30 days. I suppose I could subsist on scrambled eggs for breakfast, salads for lunch, and a grilled protein + veg combo for dinner. But my husband would be grumpy (he likes variety in his meals) and I would be bored after 3 days.

This time around, I’m branching out and experimenting in my kitchen to see what Paleo-friendly meals I can create. Tonight marked my first attempt – craving italian I decided to create a Paleo lasagna. In the end it was only sorta paleo as the hubby requested a bit of cheese on top.

sorta paleo lasagna


1 medium eggplant

4 yellow squash

1 pound of ground turkey

16 ounces of your favorite Paleo-friendly tomato sauce

1.  Using a mandolin slicer, slice the eggplant into very thin slices.

2. Roast the eggplant slices for 3 to 4 minutes per side in a 350 degree oven.

3. While the eggplant roast, use the mandolin slicer to slice the squash.

4.  Allow the eggplant to cool.  While it cools, brown up the ground turkey (I recommended seasoning with a smidge of salt, a bigger dose of black pepper, and a few teaspoons of italian seasoning.

5. Allow the turkey to cook thru and then cool.

6.  Assemble the lasagna – place a bit of sauce in the bottom of a 7 X 11 (or 9 X13) baking dish, layer with eggplant “noodles”, top with a third of the ground turkey, then layer with more sauce, squash “noodles”, and more turkey. Repeat this procedure until the dish is full.

7. Sprinkle a half of cup of mozzarella on top.  Cover with aluminum foil.

8. Bake at 350 degrees for 25 minutes covered.  Then an additional 10 minutes uncovered.

Hubby devoured not 1, not 2, but 3 servings of this dish.  And that man really loves his pasta – so I was fearful that he wouldn’t like this dish.  Boy was I wrong!

Your turn:  What new recipes have you tried out lately?  Any divine creations coming out of your kitchen lately?


Making the Committment and Remembering my Motivation

*This post will contain discussion about my actual weight, the number of pounds I’d like to lose, and other similar themes. If discussion of weight could possible be a trigger for you (as it was for me during my eating disorder) feel free to skip this post and come back tomorrow.

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150 pounds.

That’s the number that I saw when I stepped on the scale this morning.  And while it is a healthy weight for my height and build – it is on the heavier end.  Moreover, it is 6 pounds higher than what I weighed at the end of Roni’s DietBet on January 31st.  It is also 21 pounds heavier than my lowest weight in November 2011.

For nearly a year, I’ve told friends, family, coworkers, even virtual strangers that my body was “out of whack’.  That I had gained 20 pounds between November 2011 and January 2012 and nothing…NOTHING…I did would make the pounds budge.  And I thought it was true.

Then I signed up for Roni’s DietBet.  I began to track my calories, push myself in my workouts, bypass the deserts, and I saw the scale move down.  And I felt good.

But life happened – work got busy, family life got busier, I was tired.  It became easy to phone in my workouts (or skip them altogether), eat fast food for lunch rather than pack my own, swipe just “one or two” of the Hershey’s kisses in the candy jar.  And this is the result.

So it’s time to be honest.  I have gained 20 pounds. Not because my body is “out of whack”, not because of hormonal issues, illness, or anything else.  I’ve gained weight because I have stopped during all the things that I once did to lose it.  For me that’s:

  • Consuming a net 1250 calories per day (that’s calories consumed less calories burned during exercise)
  • Running for at least 30 minutes twice a week, and 60 minutes once a week.
  • Cross-training (via aerobics class or DVD) twice a week.
  • Lifting weights for 30 minutes 3 times a week.
  • Not eating extra sugar
  • Limiting (or hopefully eliminating) my consumption of diet soda.

All of those things are doable.  I have done them before – during a time in my life that was far busy and more demanding than now (can you say the early days of motherhood).  I just haven’t wanted to do them for awhile.  But this morning, that number on the scale was my wakeup call.  Half-arsing it is not going to cut it anymore. Time to get focused.


It’s not about losing the 20 pounds – although that is a goal and would be nice.

It’s because of these two people:


My husband wants to lose weight. And while he is fully capable of achieving his own goals. It is much easier to do so when you have a partner – encouraging in your workouts, helping prepare healthy meals for you to eat, and reminding you of what you hope to achieve.

And our daughter, who will develop her body image and ideas about eating, working out, and healthy living from us.  And I want her to not have to think about reaching for the fruit instead of chocolate, to see exercise not as a way to burn calories but as a normal party of her daily routine, and to love her body no matter what the scale says.

So here I am, declaring for all the blog world to see, my committment.  I will lose these 20 pounds. I will once again live the healthy life that I was embraced.  For myself, for my husband, for my daughter.

Game on!


#GoDW: Admitting my Failure

It’s been pretty quiet around the blog – and normally when healthy living bloggers are quiet it means one thing…..that they’ve fallen away from the healthy  habits that they’ve developed.  And while that is not true in ever instance, it is in mine or at least partially.

I am still following my training plan which includes 3 weekly run, an aerobics class, 2 days of weight lifting and some yoga thrown in for good measure. But my Paleo challenge has fallen apart.  I did great for the first 20 days of February. Then I got lazy. Add in some minor marital drama and it is a recipe for finding me reaching for my favorite non-Paleo comfort foods.

Yes, even after years of hard work, therapy, and this blog I still have moments of emotional eating.  At least now I recognize them for what they are, figure out what triggered it, and move forward.

Nothing different this time.

I plan on finishing out February with as many Paleo meals as possible but will likely eat some non-Paleo items as well. After all my baby girl has her 3rd birthday party this weekend (sniff – how is my baby 3???) and will want me to share her cupcake with her (she eats the icing and I eat the cake). I will push the reset button on Sunday, March 3rd and move forward.

Your turn:  How do you handle slip-ups and setbacks in your healthy living journey?

Countdown To Iron Eagle

A few months ago, I shared my dream of competing in a figure competition. I reached out to a coach about training me. And for the past 8 weeks, I’ve loosely been following his training plan. And I’ve seen some results. But my diet has not been in line with my training and my effort in the weight room has only been 80%.

But two-weeks ago, I saw a flyer for a competition to be held in Savannah, GA.  Savannah is the town where I was born, where my mother grew up, and holds a special place in my heart. So it seems only fitting that my first competition would be there.  Then I saw the date of the competition – March 23rd.  That’s 2 days after my 4th wedding anniversary.  The thought of spending an entire weekend in Savannah – first to compete then to celebrate my anniversary seemed like the perfect combination.

So 118 days from now, I will be taking the stage.  I’ve got my training mapped out – every workout for next 118 days is in my planner. My kitchen is fully stocked for competition eating. I have an extensive meal plan ready to go.  No more excuses, no more delays….it is time to get focused, get serious, and GET READY!

Iron Eagle…here I am come!

When Weekend Eating Goes Bad…..

 Dickens once said “It was the best of times and the worst of times.”  His sentiments would accurately describe my weekend. While I had a fantastic time with family and friends – a 5k run, a football game, church services, and an hour long family nap – my eating was beyond horrible and left me feeling physically ill on both Saturday and Sunday.

Saturday morning started with such promise. I participated in a 5K run with my girls then headed to my parents to shower and change so that we could travel to Atlanta to watch my beloved Yellow Jackets play Boston College.  By the time we were on the road, I was STARVING!  I had skipped my usually pre-run fuel, and as a result my stomach was growling loud enough that Joycie commented “Mama, there is a tiger in your tummy.”

When we finally realized that all 3 adults needed breakfast, our only option was a fast food joint.  Many fast food restaurants offer oatmeal, yogurt, or even fruit as part of their breakfast menus, so I headed inside hoping to order something along those lines.  No such luck. My best choice was a platter of 5 silver dollar sized pancakes.  Those alone wouldn’t have been too bad – but they came pre-slathered in butter – a fact that I did not discover until we pulled away.  

I ate the pancakes figuring that I would just get back on track with lunch.  Then my mother offered me a bite of her breakfast – a dish called “Sweet Bites”.  Basically, there were little deep fried doughnut holes… yummy…..I wound up eating  5! A stop at the gas station led to me purchasing a king sized candy bar. Then at the game, I ate pizza, more candy, half a bag of popcorn, and a few bites of cookie and chips.   On the return trip, I scarfed down 3 mini-hamburgers and a half order of fries.  By night’s end, my stomach was VERY UNHAPPY! I woke up at 2:00 a.m. feeling physically ill.

Sunday morning came, and I ate my usual breakfast combo of a protein shake, cereal, and an extra glass of milk.  I was feeling guilty about my poor choices and seeming lack of control on Saturday. However, I told myself that it was a new day and that I would make the best of it.  Then I remembered that we were going to be attending services at my sister-in-law’s childhood church, and enjoying a pot luck lunch afterwards.  Realizing that this could be potentially hazardous to my clean eating efforts, I formulated a game plan. I would choice a 4 ounce piece of protein (ham, chicken, roast), then load up my plate with veggies, and totally by pass the dessert.  A great plan – but not plan works if you fail to utilize it.

At the pot luck lunch, I did get my piece of chicken, a serving of green beans, some broccoli, and then I saw the sweet potato casserole. The voice in my head told me that a little scoop wouldn’t hurt.  Can you see where this is headed?  I ate the scoop, then a 2nd serving, and then felt compelled to eat the cake that my daughter  had asked for but only eaten the frosting off of.

Another day, another upset stomach!

The scale showed my lack of control this morning. I was up a pound. 

 I could choose to wallow in self-pity, beat myself up, and feel bad all day long.  But that’s pointless!  Instead, I am choosing to figure out why led to this behavior and what I can do differently this week.

  1. Drink water, water, water – Looking back over the entire weekend, I realized that I only drank 20 ounces of water.  My body was dehydrated and likely masked the dehydration as hunger.
  2. Do not skip pre-run fuel! – I felt as though I was starving all day on Saturday.   While a large part of this is due to #1, I also think that failing to fuel properly before my physical activity caused my body to seek extra calories, as it was unsure of when the next meal would be.
  3. Skip the sweets…at least to start – If I had not placed the sweet potato casserole on my plate in the beginning, I would likely not have gotten back up from my seat to get it later. I know that if I eat protein and veggies first and then wait a few minutes, I tend not want to eat sweets later.
  4. It is not my job to clean my daughter’s plate – Yes, it is likely wasteful to throw away a perfectly good piece of cake, simply because my daughter does not want it.  But I would prefer to be wasteful, than to harm my body by eating unnecessary sugar!
  5. Speaking of sugar….avoid it – Some people can consume sugary foods without problem. Not me.  If I have a bite of something sweet, that triggers a craving for more and more sweet things. So today start’s my sugar detox – simply put no candy bars, no sugar in my morning coffee, no processed foods with more than 5 grams of sugar.

How do you get back on track after overindulging?  Any tips for avoiding food binges?