Guest Post: Today’s Lesson from Cat

The Sailor is on a voyage far far away, so here is a guest post from the amazing Cat Hawkins;

 

Today’s Lesson.

It’s often said that there’s nothing so annoying as a reformed smoker. They flap their hands around whenever there’s a hint of cigarette smoke. They bang on and on about how bad smoking is for you and how it’s going to kill you. They tell you it’ll make those little lines round your mouth look like ravines and eventually you’ll look like you have a cat’s bum in the middle of your face.  They tell you you’ll have to breathe through a tube or with the help of a machine in your latter days before shuffling off in a painful and unglamorous fashion. They tell you it’s a waste of money, that it’s killing you. It’s a selfish thing to do. Think of your family, your friends, yourself. What kind of person would smoke knowing all that?

 

If you’re a smoker that sounds annoying, doesn’t it? But, and here’s the kicker, they’d be right. On all counts. Still, that doesn’t stop you feeling resentful and lighting up just to spite them.

 

Well, I’m here to tell you that there may just be something worse than a reformed smoker. Yes dear reader, it’s the reformed chubster.

 

I’m a fellow former chubster born of good chubster stock with lots of chubster friends and many chubster colleagues. I recently embarked upon a regime change, which included regular physical exertion and a healthy diet (I hate that word because it’s not a “diet” in the popular starve-yourself-miserable sense) based on good nutrition appropriate to me and my goals. It also included positive thinking and a shift in the way I see myself as I go about my daily life.

 

Fourteen weeks in and I feel great! Like, really great. I feel a lightness of body and mind I’ve never experienced before. I feel physically free and able, mentally agile. I feel like I’m on a high that will never end.  Why would I keep this amazing feeling to myself? Surely everyone wants to feel like this?

 

I want to tell EVERYONE about it. I want to shout it from the roof tops!

 

Don’t. If nothing else because it can be quite the slap in the face when you are likened to a glassy eyed, religious fanatic.

 

Not everyone is ready to hear all about the things they’re doing “wrong” in their lives and how the choices they’re making are bad for them. I use “wrong” in inverted commas here because in life things are rarely as black and white as right and wrong.  And if the person you’re talking to has some issues with their self esteem then it’ll be like listening to someone telling them how big a failure they are.  Feeling bad about yourself is often the biggest obstacle to positive change.

 

So instead of tutting at the chocolate bar or spouting obesity statistics, try a different approach.  Sure, if people ask you why you’re looking so trim or how you managed to run that half marathon, tell them what you did.  Give advice freely and with no expectation that it will be heeded. Remember that regardless of how “right” you know yourself to be, no matter how much medical evidence there is to prove that a large percentage of the western world is eating itself to death, no matter that you are living proof that change is a good thing, don’t preach. It may actually be the thing that stops someone from changing.

 

Here endeth today’s lesson.

xx

Cat

Sailor Vee eats Pudding for Breakfast

I do. It’s true.

It’s getting fricking cold here on the island. Really cold in the mornings especially. I do like porridge but have about reached my boredom level with it and (given it’s likely to make a pretty big place in my competition preparation diet if I compete later this year) am giving it a rest. But where does that leave me for a healthy breakfast?

  • Love oats – but over porridge
  • Love eggs – but chronically too lazy too cook much at breakfast time
  • See above point, must cook in less than 3 minutes, preferably without me touching it
  • I know that I need a good balance of carbs/protein/good fats in my morning meal to keep me awesome all day
  • Must be warm. Maybe even hot. Some mornings it must be liquid magma hot to counteract our freezing island climate

Enter, the latest breakfast invention.

Breakfast pudding

Sailor Vee’s Banana Oat Breakfast Pudding

  • 1 x small banana, mashed
  • 1 egg
  • 1tbs chia seeds (black or white is fine)
  • 1/2 cup of quick oats
  • (If the mix is looking super dry I sometimes add a tiny dash of low fat milk)
  • (I find the banana makes it sweet enough, but you could add a little stevia if you wanted)

Method:

Mash banana, mix in egg, throw in oats and chia, mix until combined. Microwave for 2-3 minutes until set.

(Calories 353, Carbohydrates 50g, Protein 16g, Fats 16g)

**As the picture shows, I fairly frequently mix up what I throw in here. Sometimes I use sultanas instead of banana, and really you could use whatever makes you happy. To increase the protein percentage without upping the calories too much you could easily add another egg white or two.

ENJOY!!

Warm regards from the frozen island,

SV

31 – 45 – 3

I try not to think about numbers too much. Mostly ‘cos I’m terrible at maths and it hurts my brain. But three numbers are rattling around in this little old head today.

31 – It’s my birthday tomorrow. I’ll turn thirty one. Now, this time last year I was filled with fear and disappointment at turning thirty. I felt it was the end of an era in lots of ways and funnily enough (because I had no idea what was to come) I was right. It’s been a mammoth year of learning, growing, shrinking and embracing the important things in life. And because of that, I’m pretty excited to turn thirty one. And I’m feeling pretty happy with how I’m holding up as an old girl!

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45 – Did you know it’s now 45kg (100lbs) that I’ve lost? I didn’t until the other day. As I said, I don’t think about the numbers too much anymore and when I do it sounds a little unreal. My mind is catching up though and I do feel smaller. But now I don’t remember being bigger. Almost as though the near decade I spent overweight didn’t happen. But it did. And I addressed it and so get to move forward in the direction I want to move in for the rest of my life. But what does 45kg look like? Kinda like this:

45kg

 

Or when you take it off a body – a bit more like this:

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3 – It’s the Easter weekend. Surrounded by the Captain and the kidlets, it’s hard to feel anything less than astoundingly grateful. I can’t imagine my life without the three of them and love that we are growing up and growing older together. That makes everything okay.

Have a fabbo weekend and see you soon!
Sailor Vee

Muffin Tops – I’m finally doing it right!

So it’s a public holiday and I’m chilling at home with the kidlets. I’m also prepping for a crazy week ahead.

7 days from now I have a photo shoot so my own nutrition and training need to be wired tight, I’m working during the week and have a babysitter caring for the kids so THEY need to be prepared for and the darling Captain is working like a mad thing and also needs special snacks prepared with love.

So I things that are easy to cook (kid#1 is a junior masterchef so insists on helping), meets my ideals for what the kids and Captain should be eating, low fuss and freezable. Not asking much. Thinking cap on and ….

Behold – a new muffin recipe!

Sailor Vee’s Apple and Blackberry Muffin Marvels

  • 1 ¾ Cups gluten free self raising flour
  • Natvia brand Stevia sticks x 2
  • ¾ cup low fat milk
  • 2 eggs
  • 25g coconut oil (melted)
  • 1 x 400 gr tin of cooking apples (no added sugar, just apple!)
  • ½ cup fresh berries (I used blackberries)
  • Cinnamon

Preheat oven to 200 degrees (Celsius)

In a bowl, combine the milk, eggs and coconut oil. Set aside.

In another bowl, combine the apple, berries, sifted flour and stevia.

Add egg mixture, combine gently (don’t overmix)

Pour into greased muffin tins. Dust tops lightly with cinnamon

Bake for about 20 minutes or until a skewer comes out clean.

Each muffin yields:

117 calories, 1g carbs, 3g fat, 2g protein

Apple blackberry

 

Enjoy with the ones you love.

Happy Monday,

SV

Who’s your Mama?

It’s the eve of kid#1 turning 6. Six freakin years! Where have they gone?

It makes me think though about him and about our family. What an amazing, funny, unique and charming little character he is and his vital role in our funny little band of sailors. And I think about me. The type of mum I have been, the mum I am now and the mum I want to be in the future.

You have to remember that before I threw myself headfirst into changing and saving my life,  I was weak. And very afraid. Of everything. Being a parent was no different.

I think a healthy dose of fear is a good thing in a parent. The constant ‘what if’ and reminder that they really are a big piece of your heart running around in the world on their own inspires care and considerations. But I was too afraid of life.

The fear of not doing well, the fear of him not being ‘perfect’, the fear that my own quirks would somehow splash onto him and mark him too…

I was being interviewed recently and talking about my horrendous old eating habits when the interviewer innocently asked if I was the type of mother who made sure my kids ate well but ate badly myself?

Ummm. No.

I was the bad mummy. My children ate better than I did but we still ate ‘treats’ too often, had brunch dates at fast food places and had dessert every night. My weakness with food was a bad habit being passed down.

But as I changed my own life, without a jolt or any yelling or screaming, I without thinking,  changed my children’s lives too.

I was inactive and rose to the challenge of adjusting to an active life. I ate poorly and rose to the challenge of eating well forever. But most importantly, I was timid, easily swayed and therefore made poor decisions but when challenged, I realised and clarified who I am and what I value most in the world.

My whole life changed then.

I train the way I do because I like it. I eat the way I do because I like it and it helps me train the way I like. And I love the Captain and raise the kids the way I do because I couldn’t have done any of it without their love.

Cheers,
SV

Sailor Vee’s Sweet Chili Lime Chicken

Finally got a new super easy, super tasty recipe for you!

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Sailor Vee’s Sweet Chili Lime Chicken – Serves 2

  • 200 grams chicken breast, sliced
  • 5 grams Coconut oil
  • 1 tablespoon fresh coriander
  • 100 grams Red capsicum, sliced
  • 100 grams snow peas, trimmed and sliced
  • 2 tablespoons sweet chili sauce
  • Juice of half a lime
  • Brown rice to serve

Start cooking the rice as per the packet instructions.

Warm the oil in the pan, add the coriander and chicken breast and brown while stirring so that all pieces get coated in the coriander.

Add in the capsicum and continue stirring until it softens.

Add the sweet chili sauce and lime juice and stir well to combine. Reduce the heat and add the snow peas. I usually place the lid back on the pan and leave it alone while I dish up the rice,

For the purposes of this recipe I’ve allowed a 1/2 cup serve of brown rice per person. Top the rice with half of the chicken mixture and enjoy!!

311 calories per serve. (37 grams of carbs, 5 grams of fat, 28 grams of protein)

Buon Appetit,

Sailor Vee

What happens in Brisvegas…..

… winds up on youtube.

Just putting the following out there right now.

I worked hard last round (round 4 2012) at not working hard. Having lost 41kg I decided that I wanted time to ‘be’. To see what happens when I just live my life, train because I enjoy it and eat the foods I like (because I happen to prefer eating good foods now).

What happens is that I arrived in Brisbane for finale exactly 200 grams heavier than 12 weeks previously in Sydney. I am wrapt with that.

What was important to me during the round was enjoying this new quality of life I’ve been working towards for so long. To expand and build my strength but to be lighthearted with it. As someone who has been prone to lose perspective about my body image quite easily, I wanted to be sure that I wasn’t dependent on seeing the numbers decrease.

I’m not. I’m healthy. Fit, Strong and Happy. And I don’t give a damn about the numbers.

I’m also quite prone to being led in silliness in the company of amazing people. Which leads me to my routine end of round video. This one is officially the craziest weekend we’ve had. Lots of laughs, wine, great conversation, wine, food, walks, wine and swimming.

Lots of love and talk soon!!
SV