<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:43:18.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pheebs - Au Naturale</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-46037223047664213</id><published>2009-06-08T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:59:04.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I broke my diet. I started out alright with fruit, almond butter and tofu, but it only got worse as the day progressed.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I had nonfat frozen yogurt, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buttered&lt;/span&gt; popcorn. I have been trying to stay vegan, and this did not happen. I felt so guilty, and stuffed my face when I got home with whole wheat pasta and nutritional yeast. I know I know, at least its healthy, but is anything really healthy when you stuff, and I mean stuff, yourself with it?&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I had a good 45 minute run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started out with an organic whole foods apple with almond butter. I ran five miles (46 minutes). Then, I ate an orange. Later, I ate cheese pizza. Two slices. I legitimately binge ate when I got home, and not just the "I was emotional and stuffed myself", this was literally  a binge. It was all healthy  (in theory) and vegan, but my god, I can feel my bloated stomach turning. I then had some of Kayleigh's Diet Mountain Dew. I feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can say this is one of the only times I've had a real binge, and not just a "I stuffed myself very quickly" episode. Why is this happening? I never had trouble becoming vegetarian, so why is being vegan so hard? I don't even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; frozen yogurt or pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Any insights? Sorry my blog has been so neglected, I just feel so horrible about myself right now and I don't think I could get through a post without breaking down. This is so pathetic that I am so upset over something so insignificant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-46037223047664213?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/46037223047664213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-i-broke-my-diet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/46037223047664213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/46037223047664213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-i-broke-my-diet.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-7324390277926064360</id><published>2009-06-06T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:06:17.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Really is All in What you Eat</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late upload!&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I would, I had a glass of red vino last night at the work party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SisZsNiA6UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dUJL_nceGKQ/s1600-h/IMG_2393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SisZsNiA6UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dUJL_nceGKQ/s320/IMG_2393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344393630142490946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what is with that lighting - I can assure you the wine was the most delicious shade of red and did not look like that!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to have to explain why I was taking a picture of the wine, so I had to retreat to a corner to take that picture.&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to take a picture of whatever I ate there, but once I got there, I decided I really wasn't in the mood for what they had, so I promised myself I would save my appetite for something I would actually enjoy, some Amy's Organic Lentil Soup! This time there was no sit down dinner or anything, so I was able to spend the whole time mingling with the other work girlfriends, boyfriends and spouses, so this worked well.&lt;br /&gt;However, by the time James got me back to the apartment, it was late and I was not in the mood for curling up with the puppies than eating.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you can kind of see in the picture up there I took of myself with the wine, that is the &lt;strike&gt; only dress I have &lt;/strike&gt; dress I was talking about. Oh well, at least it is adorable! I wear pink way more than I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I slept in until the latest I have slept in a while - 9:15! I had to rush to meet the girls at ten, so I had to postpone my morning run until later - it was a real bummer because I really have started looking forward to my morning runs, and I felt cloudy in my mind all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the rush, I was a bad food blogger and didn't take pictures. I did however measure measure measure and write everything down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;1 large organic nanner with 1 tbs peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck without sustenance, my lunch consisted of a cherry pie Larabar - don't worry, I more than made up for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snack:&lt;br /&gt;To get rid of the last of my non-organic Sabra hummus (I just bought some Organic Pita Pal Hummus and, not only are the ingredients all recognizable, but you should &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; how much better the nutrition facts are!) I had some on 2 peices of Food for Life Genesis Bread (the brand that makes Ezekiel), and then decided to try out some hummus "burgers" - basically hummus cooked on the skillet. I saw this idea on a blog and decided to try it out. The taste? Well I thing my organic-snobbery prevented my enjoyment of these, that and the fact that I wouldn't wait for them to cook the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;Later, I had a huge orange (and do I ever mean huge), 1/4 a cup of raw organic almonds, 1/2 a cup of the Whole Foods half popped popcorn kernals (they do indeed have salt and oil of some sort), another banana with more peanut butter than I care to share slathered on it (it is actually kind of humiliating how much there was on there).&lt;br /&gt;I thought about having dinner, but my appetite was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; ruined. I was going to just have a Key Lime Pie Larabar, but I could only get 1/2 of it down, so I figured that dinner was lost for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, this huge amount of eating (once my stomach got to recovering) fueled me for an awesome treadmill run! I mean really, awesome! After my guts stopped rolling (I just learned a few months ago that that is a Vermontism, but I can't stop saying it because really sometimes there's no better word for it), of course.&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say to whatever mechanism was trying to punish me for not releasing some endorphins in the morning, "your plans backfired."&lt;br /&gt;From now on, every morning you can bet that I will be stuffing my face before my run. Can you say Green Monster (still need to try that) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;oats/a banana with peanut or almond butter? Yes, Please.&lt;br /&gt;So, onto the run. I increased my speed (a lot from yesterday, but not to as fast as I was going when I was only running 30 minutes) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;I ran an hour and ten minutes. Don't get me wrong, I am not trying to brag at all. I know there are so many runners out there way faster than me who can run for way longer, but I don't know if I have run that long continuously since my track days (unless you count elliptical machines, which I don't).&lt;br /&gt;Now I have no excuse for not having a pedometer. I only wish I had it today, it is driving me crazy not knowing my milage.&lt;br /&gt;So I am about to go do my hair and get ready for a night out with the girls! We're probably just going to hit up some zero-drink-minimum clubs to listen to music because we're &lt;strike&gt; bare assed broke &lt;/strike&gt; staying away from alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;Pheebs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-7324390277926064360?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/7324390277926064360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-really-is-all-in-what-you-eat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/7324390277926064360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/7324390277926064360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-really-is-all-in-what-you-eat.html' title='It Really is All in What you Eat'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SisZsNiA6UI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dUJL_nceGKQ/s72-c/IMG_2393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-4599081405479371058</id><published>2009-06-05T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:00:31.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-party eating</title><content type='html'>I learned from yesterday's running mistake yesterday and really paced myself today. The slower pace carried me though 43 water break free minutes of running. Just shy of my 45 minute goal, but close enough I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I think my problems with running for a long time or distance is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all in my head&lt;/span&gt;. I definitely know I have the energy to outlast 43 minutes, but all I can think about is finishing so I don't go any further. My secret hope was to run for an hour because of the party I'm going to tonight (I normally try to stay away from alcohol, but James's boss is quite the epicure so they always have good wine at these parties. That being said, I wanted to run longer to offset the empty calories in the glass of red wine I will be having tonight), but my mentality is not strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About tonight. I am going to wear this pink dress (one of two dresses I own and the only non casual one so I wear it everywhere. V. sad) and this beautiful new bracelet James got me:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil7DwOQSKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nSP_pWqoRDc/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil7DwOQSKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nSP_pWqoRDc/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343937737266317474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If the picture is not clear enough, there is a cross engraved into the center bead. Now normally I don't wear crosses, this one is so subtle (especially since it is a bracelet) that I really love it. I personally like to keep my faith more private, but this is just so beautiful. Thank you James!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up to the rest of my organic banana from the food coop. I was surprised, it had barely browned at all being stored in a bag (not in the fridge, I just learned you aren't supposed to keep bananas in there a few months ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5Pcb7o9I/AAAAAAAAALo/BC-A_SlAxH0/s1600-h/IMG_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5Pcb7o9I/AAAAAAAAALo/BC-A_SlAxH0/s320/IMG_2427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935739090150354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I slathered the banana in 1 tbs of organic peanut butter from Costco. I never thought of doing this until I started reading blogs, and I am officially hooked. Whoever thought of this is a genius. The smart carb/protein/healthy fat combination completely fueled me for my run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post run, I had this lovely organic apple, thank you for being on sale at Whole Foods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5PUH9LqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Y0NNBOTiSUA/s1600-h/IMG_2429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5PUH9LqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Y0NNBOTiSUA/s320/IMG_2429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935736858881698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt snacky later, so I devoured the rest of these kale krisps. There were really only crumbs left, so I had to clean the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5ERAHWjI/AAAAAAAAALY/xXNvUxQKuOM/s1600-h/IMG_2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5ERAHWjI/AAAAAAAAALY/xXNvUxQKuOM/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935547042126386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are amazing. They are raw, vegan, gluten-free, and the kale is organic. I buy these from a local store, but you can order them online from &lt;a href="http://www.dailyjuice.org/collections/raw-snacks/products/nacho-kale-krisps"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I had a handful of raw organic almonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5EPgos9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/tL_5J5TFJkM/s1600-h/IMG_2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5EPgos9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/tL_5J5TFJkM/s320/IMG_2443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935546641658834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And  peice of ezikeil (shown on one of Kayleigh's new placemats):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5EENRxHI/AAAAAAAAALI/6_N5Xsn7vUg/s1600-h/IMG_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5EENRxHI/AAAAAAAAALI/6_N5Xsn7vUg/s320/IMG_2445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935543607673970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this bread, but was so saddened that baked into it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plastic&lt;/span&gt; (I pulled most of it out, but on the top of the picture you might be able to a little of it left). I guess this is what I get for eating processed foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I of course finished off the rest of my Raw Organic Flax Chips (brand: Matter of Flax, flavor: Mexican).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5D7PPcdI/AAAAAAAAALA/gkNuSvxNrHE/s1600-h/IMG_2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5D7PPcdI/AAAAAAAAALA/gkNuSvxNrHE/s320/IMG_2448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935541199991250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dipped them into some organic hummus from &lt;strike&gt; the holy land &lt;/strike&gt; Costco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5Dh7WoLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xRzkLyC3B3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil5Dh7WoLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/xRzkLyC3B3Y/s320/IMG_2449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343935534405689522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't take a picture of them with the hummus on them because that would really drag to take a picture after eat bite, and it would drag to read that as well. I had 2 tbs though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, because I am extremely low on grocery money, I am trying to finish off what is in my cabinets and refrigerator before I return to the store. This is also helpful since I'm going back up to Vermont to visit my parents and friends for about a week pretty soon, and now I won't have to force Kayleigh to eat all of this or throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post either tonight or tomorrow morning about what I had at the work party!&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;Pheebs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-4599081405479371058?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/4599081405479371058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-party-eating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/4599081405479371058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/4599081405479371058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-party-eating.html' title='Pre-party eating'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sil7DwOQSKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nSP_pWqoRDc/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-5009530932316768524</id><published>2009-06-04T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:01:30.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Larabar (product review, although if you haven't had these before you probably live under a rock)</title><content type='html'>If you haven't noticed by now, I have an &lt;slash&gt; &lt;strike&gt; obsession with &lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/slash&gt; addiction to Larabars.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not weirded out yet, you will be.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Larabar cabinet. Yes, I have a Larabar cabinet. Is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sihyxm8zvMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UIaxMwVToKY/s1600-h/IMG_2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sihyxm8zvMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UIaxMwVToKY/s320/IMG_2415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647154469846210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beauty shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihyxWG2HqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gWDibEf_H94/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihyxWG2HqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gWDibEf_H94/s320/IMG_2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647149948542626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They look so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind is Key Lime Pie. They remind me of the real thing, but all natural and healthy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmxsDb_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/PRiwofsxUOA/s1600-h/IMG_2425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmxsDb_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/PRiwofsxUOA/s320/IMG_2425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343645868862173170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another favorite of mine is also the coconut cream pie flavor. I have been known to drive across town to Whole Foods to get these as they are the only ones I have found who carry them.&lt;br /&gt;I keep these all around my house. Par example, this half of a cherry pie Larabar that is being saved for later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmoRfUmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/D0nBT2MiYdU/s1600-h/IMG_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmoRfUmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/D0nBT2MiYdU/s320/IMG_2413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343645866334835298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this half of a Cashew Cookie Larabar that is hiding out in a drawer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sihxmkg0EtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZsojyE50EWg/s1600-h/IMG_2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sihxmkg0EtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ZsojyE50EWg/s320/IMG_2408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343645865325368018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This apple pie one that resides in my purse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmU_zYvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_3RFiAfR8Wo/s1600-h/IMG_2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmU_zYvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_3RFiAfR8Wo/s320/IMG_2426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343645861160379122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And lets not for get the one I keep at work.&lt;br /&gt;These are so filling, and naturally sweet. My addiction started when I decided to virtually give up all kinds of sugars and syrups.&lt;br /&gt;Here's something really sad. Did you ever used to play Jumbling Tower as a kid? The game where you stack up blocks to make a tower and then take turns taking one block out from the tower and placing it on top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihzGzbXEtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/InimqalNf5M/s1600-h/BTL36723++JUMBLING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihzGzbXEtI/AAAAAAAAAKw/InimqalNf5M/s320/BTL36723++JUMBLING.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343647518596469458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think when you can do that with Larabars, you have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmBmaSxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gPgfFYabZeQ/s1600-h/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihxmBmaSxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gPgfFYabZeQ/s320/IMG_2419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343645855953603346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We only got through one round with the bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I have never actually tried the Peanut Butter Cookie one, since they don't sell them anywhere near where I live that I know of. It's probably for the better though - given my love of peanuts, discovering a peanut Larabar would be deadly.&lt;br /&gt;I carry these with me so that if someone shows up with a dessert, I am not tempted to eat it and just have one of these instead. These also fuel me for my workouts wonderfully. They are vegan and natural, score! They sell these at Costco for a great price (which is great if you're new to Larabars), but if you want more variety I would buy them individually.&lt;br /&gt;Each of these consists mainly of dates, some kind of nut, and often other fruits or spices (such as raisins, apples, unsweetened cherries, cloves, cinnamon, etc.). One of these though, Cashew Cookie, has only two ingredients, cashews and dates. Eating these will give you some much needed fiber and omegas! If you're a college student like me, or just busy with your job and life, you probably rely on bars to fuel you for the day when you do not have time otherwise. If this describes you, please read the label to that South Beach Diet bar before you eat it! I know some people are cool with eating High Fructose Corn Syrup or unpronounceable &lt;slash&gt; chemicals &lt;/slash&gt; ingredients, but if not, Larabars are for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually thinking about this, and I think that if they could come up with a carrot cake Larabar it could be quite delightful. Of course, I would probably eat a kale flavored bar if it said "Larabar" on it. Well, come to think about it, I bet that could be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am done. I figured I should spend one post raving about Larabars that way in the future I don't feel the need to say "these are amazing" each time I post about eating one and can just go on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day, and Good Health,&lt;br /&gt;Pheebs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-5009530932316768524?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/5009530932316768524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/ode-to-larabar-product-review-although.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/5009530932316768524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/5009530932316768524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/ode-to-larabar-product-review-although.html' title='Ode to Larabar (product review, although if you haven&apos;t had these before you probably live under a rock)'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sihyxm8zvMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UIaxMwVToKY/s72-c/IMG_2415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-7982255063577810523</id><published>2009-06-04T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:41:00.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sleep Deprived - I Need my Eight Hours!</title><content type='html'>I planned to run for forty-five minutes straight today. However, I started out running at the pace I had increased to yesterday for a thirty minute run. Because of this, after thirty minutes I took a five minute break because I had convinced myself I could not finish the race. During the break, I almost convinced myself to turn in, defeated. Then I thought of the half marathon, and how great it will feel to get into such great shape that I can actually cross the finish line. I decided if I ran another 15 minutes it would be better than quitting after thirty.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I ran thirty minutes, took a five minute break, than ran for another twenty.&lt;br /&gt;I ran on the treadmill once again, and someone put Full House on the TV. I haven't seen that show in so long! Anyway, on the episode D.J. was taking the SAT and it was not going so wonderfully! This reminded me of my MCAT that's coming up. I wasn't nervous before, but now I am. Anyone else taking the MCAT or who has taken it? Any tips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post workout, I was not hungry at all. I had a delicious snack (1/3 of a banana with 1/2 tbs of peanut butter), but even that was hard to get myself to eat. I knew, however, my muscles needed some fuel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihXiu8dOeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9K2Oa0AetX8/s1600-h/IMG_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihXiu8dOeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9K2Oa0AetX8/s320/IMG_2405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343617212103866850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The banana was delicious (from this organic food coop - yum), and the peanut butter was organic too. I was going to do almond butter because it is so much more nutritious, but my homemade almond butter does not spread as well as this costco peanut butter (at least it's organic, no sugar oil or preservatives, just peanuts and salt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I am not ashamed to admit, I ate an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; can of Amy's Organic Cream of Tomato Soup. Luckily it was only 200 calories for the whole thing! I also added some organic basil (1 entire tbs, I'm obsessed).:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihXi6J59FI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rYwIcHr6F_0/s1600-h/IMG_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihXi6J59FI/AAAAAAAAAJw/rYwIcHr6F_0/s320/IMG_2407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343617215113065554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, I thought this was called tomato basil soup, and forgot that while Amy's is always vegetarian, it is not alway vegan. This soup had cream, milk (and evaporated cane juice which I'm trying to stay away from as well) so I slipped from my veganism. However, no worries because I just checked the website and my favorite Amy's soup, Lentil, is vegan. This was very yummy though, and this small step back should not hurt me in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my weight this morning was at 134. Not where I'm used to it being, but it is a pound down. It's hard to be proud of losing a pound when a few weeks ago I would have been horrified if the scale said 127. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end on an optimistic note, I am confident that tomorrow I will be able to run longer if I believe I can. I really think this half marathon will be possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow I have a party to go to for James's (my boyfriend) office. I always feel completely out of place at the office parties because everyone is so much older than me! This is what I get, I suppose, for dating a 25 year old who is way too smart for his own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pheebs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-7982255063577810523?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/7982255063577810523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-sleep-deprived-i-need-my-eight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/7982255063577810523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/7982255063577810523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-sleep-deprived-i-need-my-eight.html' title='Still Sleep Deprived - I Need my Eight Hours!'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SihXiu8dOeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9K2Oa0AetX8/s72-c/IMG_2405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-3619175549587067393</id><published>2009-06-04T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:29:37.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of sleep</title><content type='html'>So unfortunately I had the worst time sleeping last night, and only got 6 hours of sleep. Needless to say, I felt worthless and "floaty" when I went to work.&lt;br /&gt;But I woke up to a wonderful breakfast cookie using &lt;a href="http://www.fitnessista.com/"&gt;Gena&lt;/a&gt;'s recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SigRO08TVQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LwueKVNyU1Y/s1600-h/IMG_2404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SigRO08TVQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LwueKVNyU1Y/s320/IMG_2404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343539904302503170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mine contained:&lt;br /&gt;1/3 oats&lt;br /&gt;1/8 cup organic plain nonfat soymilk&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs hemp protein powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs almond butter&lt;br /&gt;1 packed of stevia&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm going for a run. I haven't had lunch yet (oops) so I'll probably address that after the run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-3619175549587067393?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/3619175549587067393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-of-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/3619175549587067393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/3619175549587067393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-of-sleep.html' title='Thinking of sleep'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SigRO08TVQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/LwueKVNyU1Y/s72-c/IMG_2404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-2360055331920977880</id><published>2009-06-03T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:12:51.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Update</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this from the sofa and my two puppies are curled up at my feet. They're both 8 and 9 months old (one's a sheltie named maggie and one's a westie named blondie) and they are so sweet! Ok enough dog talk (my girlfriends and boyfriend get so tired of how much I talk about them, but they are basically my children so I basically have to).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just all but tripped my way through Zumba, but it is so much fun. I absolutely love dancing and I would like to get more into it. Maybe after I'm finished training, but you need some type of cross training too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I would like to say a few things about self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;In high school, I was a jock, so I really never encountered much criticism to my face. I think a lot of issues with women regarding body image begin around high school since you are so impressionable, so I am glad that I never had to deal with that. Being a jock, I had enough friends not to be targeted, but I wasn't so popular that I had to deal with the stereotypical high school backstabbing. Basically, I had and always have had a relatively high self esteem for a woman at least.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not fat. I am trying to lose weight to get down to a weight where I am most comfortable (this being the 125 pounds I was three weeks ago before stress eating during finals). Right now, I am 135 pounds, and I don't feel as light on my feet as before.&lt;br /&gt;What I have actually been made fun of for, even in high school, are my fat hands. They are really fat, I cannot even describe. But I am okay with this. In high school, I was 110 pounds and 5 foot 6, and still, even my friends would comment. I cannot fit into standard sized rings. This used to bug me, but now I am completely fine with it. After a race once in high school, I mentioned that my hands swell even more than usual after races to a friend, and he said "Ouch are you okay?" I said I was fine and he said "that just looks really painful, are you sure you don't want me to get the First Aid people". "No, my hands just do that."&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am fine with this. Everyone has flaws, and having fat hands is definitely not the worst thing a person could have. In fact, I think wasting a minute begrudging my hands would be downright selfish given that they are perfectly functional, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some people don't even have hands&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I had to quit playing the violin because my fingers are so short and chubby, but I doubt I was meant to be a concert violinist anyways. And also, like &lt;a href="http://everygymsnightmare.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; says about her self professed big nose, don't insult my intelligence by telling me my hands are not fat. I know they are, and I am honestly completely fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight I am going to focus on the good. I have a small waist. My hips are wide, but that just means I don't look like a rectangle (which reminds me, shopping today I picked out a pair of jeans thinking they were a size four. It was not until I was sporting a nice muffin top that I realized that they were a zero. Oops.). I love my hair, some people would kill to be natural blondes, even if it is "dishwater" (just means I can get highlights and my roots won't be too bad. I really like my nose and high cheekbones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you are reading this, try not to criticize yourself, at least for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Pheebs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-2360055331920977880?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/2360055331920977880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/evening-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/2360055331920977880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/2360055331920977880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/evening-update.html' title='Evening Update'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-4234415132915813316</id><published>2009-06-03T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:03:51.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training for a Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>So I decided a few months ago that I wanted to train for a half marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I felt so good after running one day that I thought to myself "what if I had a reason to keep pushing myself".&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was outlandish, but I had just discovered food/exercise blogs and realized that normal people who love running can do these.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am completely committed. However, I must admit I have no idea what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I stuck with the thirty minute treadmill run, but I increased my speed a bit. Tomorrow, I plan to maintain the speed increase, but push for a 45 minute run. Right now, I feel excited to run (I'm getting that post run craving, anyone else get that? When about an hour or so after you run all you can think about is putting your running shoes back on and starting? A few months ago I would have never pictured myself saying this, but I cannot wait until tomorrow's run.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking back to my high school track days. I was much faster and had much more endurance back then, but for some reason, despite this, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hated&lt;/span&gt; running. I hated being told how far, how fast, how much, or how I needed to run. Each day I dreaded changing into my running clothes. I was good enough for high school track, and my coach told me that with just a little more commitment I could probably run in college, but I didn't want to do that. I counted the days until high school track would end, and four years of college track? Not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I love running. As I was listening to a podcast by Dr. Andrew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Weil&lt;/span&gt; (his website is http://www.drweil.com, you may recognize him from these raw food bars they sell some places) on my run, he mentioned that when he got older he stopped running because it is so harsh on joints. I considered this and it legitimately scares me that I might have to give up running when I'm older. I think the fact that I don't feel like I need to run is why I like it now. In high school, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to run for a. a sports credit, b. to get into college, and c. to lose weight. Now I'm running mostly because of the endorphins and how great it feels (and a little bit to lose weight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this to justify why I want to run a half marathon. Some day, I hope to do a full one but I'm going to start with the half. Anyway, if anyone with experience training for or running a marathon (or who would like to) has any advice, it would be much appreciated! I really hope to make this goal possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as far as my eating today, the camera is still giving me problems, but today I had:&lt;br /&gt;A handful of almonds&lt;br /&gt;1 tbs peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;air popped popcorn (today I added 1 tbs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EVOO&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;freeze dried apples&lt;br /&gt;freeze dried bananas&lt;br /&gt;cashew cookie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;larabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Phoebe and I am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Larabar&lt;/span&gt; addict. Ironic how I gave up a sugar addiction for a date addiction. I guess it's like switching coffee for alcohol - not great but an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sort of planned out what I'm going to eat tomorrow. The plan is to have my first breakfast cookie (a la &lt;a href="http://www.fitnessista.com/2008/11/something-worth-waking-up-for.html"&gt;Gena&lt;/a&gt;) and then some Amy's organic tomato soup for lunch, then a banana with almond butter (I just picked up some fabulous organic bananas from my new love the food coop) and a homemade black bean burger for dinner or some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spiralized&lt;/span&gt; squash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; with nutritional yeast. Ambitious day for me considering my laziness when it comes to food. On Friday I am hitting up the Farmers' Market to get rid of my lame excuses for never having tried a Green Monster (last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; it was the blender was dirty, then it was that I have no smoothie-friendly veggies) so be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I'm going to another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; class. My gym started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;offering&lt;/span&gt; these a year ago and I've gone to a few. They are much fun but it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; how bad I am at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt;, or any kind of dancing for that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-4234415132915813316?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/4234415132915813316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/training-for-half-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/4234415132915813316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/4234415132915813316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/training-for-half-marathon.html' title='Training for a Half Marathon'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-8943311699181286656</id><published>2009-06-01T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:38:05.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocer Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Costco Rant (feel free to skip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially having a love affair with an older, less fashionable grocery store as of today (sorry Whole Foods). I feel like a forty year old saying this, but I love Costco.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I feel the need to add that if something is vegan, organic, and relatively cheap (i.e. I can buy it on sale or in bulk) I am almost always going to buy it (for example when I stocked up on 3 six packs of zevia yesterday, which I had never even tried before then, just because they were on sale).&lt;br /&gt;But basically, for a while I have known I can buy huge containers of organic spinach, organic apples, organic raisins, frozen blueberries peaches and blackberries and now hummus (review coming up, be prepared). I also knew that they are green-ish (by selling in bulk [saves on packaging] and reusing shipping boxes instead of using bags) and that they pay and treat their workers fairly.&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that I could ever replace Whole Foods, but Costco has risen to #2. Never again will I be seen at a Randalls (the Southern version of Safeway).&lt;br /&gt;[end of rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Randalls, the last time I went in there (2 weeks ago) I realized I had left my green bags in my car, and asked the person monitor the self check out if I could leave my basket by her for five minutes to go retrieve the bags. She looked to be about my age, and when I told her that she actually told me that she thought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;green bags are worthless&lt;/span&gt;. For real. I thought that college kids, in Austin, Texas nonetheless, are supposed to all be pro-environment. She continued to say that I should just use a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plastic &lt;/span&gt;bag. I told her that I am trying to limit my waste, and she replied "you can just recycle them, they make them into more green bags anyway." This is when I just left and contemplated not even buying the groceries. If you don't care about the environment, fine, but don't try to convince other people not to care either. Another thing I love about Whole Foods - they don't even have plastic bags. Thank goodness someone cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any thoughts about organic vs. conventional? I understand that cost is a big issue (all of my friends are baffeled at my grocery bill and the fact that I have to do lower end shopping to make up for it [I don't mind shopping at Target, but I have friends who would hate to step foot into there]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the food:&lt;br /&gt;I had taken a bunch of pictures, but for some reason they won't load onto my computer. I will try again tomorrow, but for now I'll just make a boring list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my day with a coconut larabar (a good start makes a good day). later I had 2 cashew cookie larabars (no kidding - this was not planned)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup vegan ice cream (I couldn't refuse)&lt;br /&gt;2 "crisps" packages of freeze dried fruit&lt;br /&gt;piece of ezikeil&lt;br /&gt;handful of almonds&lt;br /&gt;1/3 a cup of the corn kernals from whole foods&lt;br /&gt;frozen organic blueberries&lt;br /&gt;organic raspberries&lt;br /&gt;popcorn (air popped)&lt;br /&gt;hummus with flax seed chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great run today of 30 minutes. I cannot tell you how great running makes me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheebs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-8943311699181286656?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/8943311699181286656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/grocer-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/8943311699181286656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/8943311699181286656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/grocer-love.html' title='Grocer Love'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-8334221915919003087</id><published>2009-06-01T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:30:42.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So after reading about&lt;a href="http://graduatemeghann.com"&gt; meghann&lt;/a&gt; 's marathon, I was inspired to run.&lt;br /&gt;I ran 30 minutes on the treadmill. I felt great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work and found myself hungry. I walked over the Whole Foods and got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCn7pRrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/07yKNFsou1Y/s1600-h/IMG_2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCn7pRrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/07yKNFsou1Y/s320/IMG_2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342501755675035314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half popped corn, one of my favorites. I had 1/3 a cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got grapes, and proceeded to eat half the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCZQu1pI/AAAAAAAAAJI/81LDfPp18Pg/s1600-h/IMG_2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCZQu1pI/AAAAAAAAAJI/81LDfPp18Pg/s320/IMG_2363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342501751736948370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were by a sign that said "organic grapes." I was tricked into getting these non organic ones (I was going to get the organic green ones, but saw these were so much cheaper. Being an idiot, I didn't check why).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also sampled a couple of cherries (unshown), and they were sampling organic strawberries, which tasted so good, I had to buy some [and immediately eat half of the container].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCBKE4aI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fwGOmU3y8B0/s1600-h/IMG_2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCBKE4aI/AAAAAAAAAJA/fwGOmU3y8B0/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342501745266581922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also had about 1/4 a cup of organic unsweetened coconut from the bulk bins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgHxfxNOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6kR4xnLk3j8/s1600-h/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgHxfxNOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6kR4xnLk3j8/s320/IMG_2365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500744630187234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have wanted to try these for so long, but they were so expensive. Guess what though, these were on sale (for 1.50 off per 6 pack). I got 3 packs. Not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgHWoWkYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pgvTKcp3okM/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgHWoWkYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/pgvTKcp3okM/s320/IMG_2359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500737418432898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes I know, first time trying them, I was taking a huge risk. However, I was quite pleased.&lt;br /&gt;The only flavor they had left was root beer, and I used to love root beer so I managed. The taste? Sweet, and the company did a very good job hiding the "stevia" aftertaste (it is only slightly bitter, and a couple of sips into drinking it, I couldn't even taste it). It definitely does taste like a good rendition of root beer, and I will certainly buy these in the future. All in all, for a ZERO calorie all natural soda, I was estatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I had some of Kayleigh's bell peppers with pine nuts with nutritional yeast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgHIYz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UmAma3IC5b8/s1600-h/IMG_2366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgHIYz7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UmAma3IC5b8/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500733595151762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;And then I had some pine nuts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgG8QRzwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Bz6n9smVv2A/s1600-h/IMG_2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgG8QRzwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Bz6n9smVv2A/s320/IMG_2367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500730338135810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a bunch of popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgGisMNjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iEfd6Cj_x68/s1600-h/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRgGisMNjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iEfd6Cj_x68/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342500723475887666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am completely stuffed. Kayleigh rented Seven Pounds, and I just might fall asleep while I watch it with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-8334221915919003087?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/8334221915919003087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-after-reading-about-meghann-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/8334221915919003087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/8334221915919003087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-after-reading-about-meghann-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiRhCn7pRrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/07yKNFsou1Y/s72-c/IMG_2361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-9006773190679816540</id><published>2009-06-01T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:06:05.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy June 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to a wonderful handful of raw organic almonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH-qcN5yI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3Eq1Mit81TY/s1600-h/IMG_2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH-qcN5yI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3Eq1Mit81TY/s320/IMG_2357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342403831094175522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast of champions.&lt;br /&gt;Later, I had some of Kayleigh's (roommate) leftover bell peppers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH-UVMDgI/AAAAAAAAAII/JkUBSmvBlRU/s1600-h/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH-UVMDgI/AAAAAAAAAII/JkUBSmvBlRU/s320/IMG_2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342403825159114242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She sautéed red bell peppers, yellow bell peppers, green bell peppers, jalepinos, and pine nuts in olive oil. Usually, Kayleigh eats this over pasta, but I am just fine eating it plain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH91_HEtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/h7j_hTaqk0g/s1600-h/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH91_HEtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/h7j_hTaqk0g/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342403817013449426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my serving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very yummy. The plan is to eat more later today with nutritional yeast (it is amazing with it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-9006773190679816540?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/9006773190679816540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-june-1-i-woke-up-to-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/9006773190679816540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/9006773190679816540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-june-1-i-woke-up-to-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiQH-qcN5yI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3Eq1Mit81TY/s72-c/IMG_2357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-6969076986257048995</id><published>2009-05-31T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:41:28.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Run</title><content type='html'>I just got finished with a great 35 minute run. It was amazing. No stops. I don't know how far I went because (thank you 100 degree weather) I used the same semi-broken treadmill as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;After the treadmill I took a much needed shower that lasted about as long as the run. No kidding. Kayleigh (my roommate) was even worried I had fallen or something. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Then (in my robe) I cleaned the oven. I dried my hair when it was about eighty percent dry already (wet enough that I can still keep it from being frizzy, but dry enough that I don't need to fry my hair with too much heat. Tip from my stylist), and then went to get dressed. Turns out, I had one more bra clean. Yikes. I needed to do some laundry. I went down to the machines in the apartment, but they were all full. Looks like I'll be doing some late night laundry. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does seeing other people eat hurt your diet? I know that whenever I see my roommate eat, no matter how full I am, and even if she's just eating something I would not normally go for, I want it. All I can think about is food and my jealousy that she is eating it. Sometimes I let myself eat what someone else is eating, even if I'm not hungry, which is even worse. Is this some kind of an emotional problem I'm alone in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-6969076986257048995?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/6969076986257048995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/6969076986257048995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/6969076986257048995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-run.html' title='Great Run'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-6346931719640491460</id><published>2009-05-31T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:26:29.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the Food (I'll post something better later)</title><content type='html'>I'm about to hit the treadmill but first, here's the food recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate half of a lemon Larabar (not my favorite one, but it's good):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLunpFszEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6-eGwHX4MkQ/s1600-h/IMG_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLunpFszEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6-eGwHX4MkQ/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342094472826899522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last half of a Key Lime Pie Larabar (one of my favorites):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtSASOoSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kEIoXtRkpbY/s1600-h/IMG_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtSASOoSI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kEIoXtRkpbY/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342093001584714018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had some freeze dried apples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtRxk5PFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/KEcw9pi-6Vk/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtRxk5PFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/KEcw9pi-6Vk/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092997636471890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some Dried Organic Mango:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtRjLZPvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AyNaWZYlWOQ/s1600-h/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtRjLZPvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AyNaWZYlWOQ/s320/IMG_2341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092993771421426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A handful of raw sunflower seeds (great source of selenium):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtRfWXduI/AAAAAAAAAHE/EpSqLR_Rv-I/s1600-h/IMG_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLtRfWXduI/AAAAAAAAAHE/EpSqLR_Rv-I/s320/IMG_2343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092992743700194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The basket I had in all of those pictures is this french bread basket I just bought from Pottery Barn. I have always wanted one of those. I wanted to put the food I was posting in there for the pictures because, besides Ezekiel, I don't really eat bread and I wasn't sure when else I might use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had some Pico de Gallo (after eating salsa plain, this was the logical next step):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLsqvVoMfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VGn7EF3XZys/s1600-h/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLsqvVoMfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VGn7EF3XZys/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092327020671474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ate about half of the container.&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a slice of Ezekiel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLsqMyWUBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GoM9h5sbkWk/s1600-h/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLsqMyWUBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GoM9h5sbkWk/s320/IMG_2346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092317745893394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a handful of raw organic almonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLsp28svCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/R8yk3ycprZs/s1600-h/IMG_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLsp28svCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/R8yk3ycprZs/s320/IMG_2347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092311883725858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a huge bowl of air popped organic popcorn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLspjtyL8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/amw9Z3qIzKE/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLspjtyL8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/amw9Z3qIzKE/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092306720894914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before I could take the picture someone must have eaten it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a baked apple (organic apple with cinnamon):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLspcGXY_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5zLcejyc52o/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLspcGXY_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5zLcejyc52o/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342092304676512754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to clean that oven. Anyway, I had never had a baked apple before, and I can't say I was too happy with this. I realized halfway through eating this that this was the same cinnamon with apple I used to eat every day for breakfast, but baked, and I definitely like the raw version better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going [unwillingly] to the treadmill. Later chicas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-6346931719640491460?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/6346931719640491460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-food-ill-post-something-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/6346931719640491460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/6346931719640491460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-food-ill-post-something-better.html' title='Just the Food (I&apos;ll post something better later)'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiLunpFszEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6-eGwHX4MkQ/s72-c/IMG_2338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-6150996660220550447</id><published>2009-05-30T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:55:58.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my problem</title><content type='html'>I am making myself own up to a binge.&lt;br /&gt;I started with the vegetable kabobs. I excitedly poured nutritional yeast over them. It was delicious. I felt the need, however, to continue with a Larabar, almonds, pine nuts, peanut butter (lots), and dried mango.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stuffed and unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any good anti-binge advice, please help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-6150996660220550447?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/6150996660220550447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/6150996660220550447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/6150996660220550447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-problem.html' title='This is my problem'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-2218885224528777640</id><published>2009-05-30T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:30:33.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlsrhd9aI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-P7eF0lWR4o/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time I was going to start my run, it was extremely hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dehydrating myself like a flax chip, I used the treadmill in out building.&lt;br /&gt;I ran for 20 minutes, but I am not sure how far I ran (the treadmill is broken, so it does not show the time, millage etc, yet the belt still runs).&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this run and it was a nice change being inside in a better temperature, but I did get bored without the scenery. Putting off my workout until this late was not such a great idea - I spent half of the day in a terrible, self hating and quick tempered mood, but then exercised and felt so much better. I really need to do my runs first thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the run I had a handful of raw sunflower seeds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlsrhd9aI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-P7eF0lWR4o/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlsrhd9aI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-P7eF0lWR4o/s320/IMG_2325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341732820054046114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And  a large serving of organic raw "Kale Krisps"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlsWyyvUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7aMzH04f3pI/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlsWyyvUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/7aMzH04f3pI/s320/IMG_2327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341732814489566530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlr_tQeNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2uLdQ5tSjbs/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlr_tQeNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2uLdQ5tSjbs/s320/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341732808292333778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were absolutely amazing. It was great because this is from a local cafe called Daily Juice (the first organic raw food restaurant in Austin, TX which they just opened not too far from the apartment), but if you don't live in Austin, you can order it online or probably make it yourself. It was just dehydrated kale with sea salt, red bell peppers, and cashews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I finished off the last fourth of the raw cake I made yesterday. Also, yesterday when we had Mexican, to stop myself from eating chips I tried Gena (from the fitnessista)'s trick of eating the salsa by itself. I am hooked, and even asked for extra salsa to take home yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finished of about half a cup of pico degallo, and half a cup of green salsa. It was tastey, but now my mouth is burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to yesterday, I would say I did quite well today. Tonight for dinner I will have grilled vegetable kabobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-2218885224528777640?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/2218885224528777640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-time-i-was-going-to-start-my-run-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/2218885224528777640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/2218885224528777640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-time-i-was-going-to-start-my-run-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiGlsrhd9aI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-P7eF0lWR4o/s72-c/IMG_2325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-3540777918766871236</id><published>2009-05-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:42:41.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I looked outside and it looks beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;My scale put me up 4 pounds (138.6) this morning from yesterday. Now I have physical proof that I cannot eat white flour or sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a large breakfast because the scale also taught me that I need to retool my methods. My plan is to get back into actual meals and cut back on snacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meal 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a cashew cookie Larabar:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEyxhsOhGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/03-TNBMoGGU/s1600-h/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEyxhsOhGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/03-TNBMoGGU/s320/IMG_2321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341606459476968546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about 4 cups of organic strawberries from yesterday's farmer's market finds:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEynz-ZEEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RfaDbiUkUQA/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEynz-ZEEI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RfaDbiUkUQA/s320/IMG_2324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341606292586303554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon, I plan to have a bowl of Amy's Organic Tomato Basil Soup (yum). For dinner, I will probably have a MorningStar Black bean burger on some Ezekiel with lettuce tomatoes and onions, and maybe some grapes on the side. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Short Tangent on Fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the Dior (Spring '09) runway line on vogue.com and...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEzwSmakWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/asXZAhl31Go/s1600-h/Dior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEzwSmakWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/asXZAhl31Go/s320/Dior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341607537757819234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this dress. I love all of CD's clothing (almost), but this is a dress I could actually almost see myself wearing, which is not something I can often do looking at runway clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musings on Emotional Eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ARICHA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;If I am trying to feed my emotions (i.e. stress eat), sometimes when I look online and see fit people having fun, it makes me stop. I start to think about how I can have fun and feel good without stuffing my face. Emotional eating, I know, has really hurt me. For the longest time I have been on a binge/fast cycle: I would binge out of boredom, stress, etc and then I would spend the rest of the week fasting the weight off. I feel ashamed admitting this - I hate that my friends will comment that I am not eating enough or something of the like and "are you anorexic" when I know that 48 hours from then I will likely be stuffing my face with anything I can find. I know that eating too little is not healthy, nor is binge eating, and so I am trying to keep this blog up to hold myself accountable for these habits. I really have to drill it into my head that I cannot binge eat, eat too little, or eat something unhealthy because these are all triggers.&lt;br /&gt;I never have been to a therapist, so I don't think I've ever had an eating disorder. However, I do remember when I was thirteen I went through a phase where all I ate was a leancuisine at night, and I exercised a lot. Looking back, I don't think that this was so much an eating disorder, but not understanding what dieting is. I grew up watching my parents diet like crazy and never lose weight, so I thought that to lose weight I had to do more. Little did I know, it was lack of exercise and secret binging that kept my parents from losing weight. It is true, bad habits to rub off on your children. When I have kids, I am never going to say the word "diet," but they will never taste refined sugar either.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eating for me is so hard. Whenever I eat, I feel guilt. Whenever I don't eat, I feel guilty. Sometimes I wish I could just live off of a feeding tube and never have to worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-3540777918766871236?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/3540777918766871236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/3540777918766871236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/3540777918766871236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiEyxhsOhGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/03-TNBMoGGU/s72-c/IMG_2321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-889047476724653114</id><published>2009-05-29T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:42:11.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating White Flour for the First time in a while - now I feel sick.</title><content type='html'>Let's start with the workout:&lt;br /&gt;I was in a very huge rush. I had to be at a lab class at 7 a.m. What?&lt;br /&gt;This meant to get in a 1 hour run, plus a 45 shower, dressing, blow drying and make uping, i needed to be out by 5:15, leave the apartment by 4:45, wake up at 4:15, oh and then there was the commute to work...&lt;br /&gt;I got to bed at 2 a.m. last night. Getting up at 3:45 was not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I woke up at 5:30. I sped to the trail, wore the clothes I slept in running, took a quick shower, skipped the make up, put my hair up wet, and wore the first thing I grabbed from my closet (I have never looked more stunning).&lt;br /&gt;This meant only 30 minutes for running. I was so tired I never really got going. I ran a total of 1 mile. With water breaks. I'm ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my incredible workout of course gave me a great excuse to eat unhealthy foods and stuff myself untill it hurt. I'm being sarcastic of course, but it is interesting that the day I had a bad workout I ate more than the days I have a great, heart pumping and calorie blasting workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in such a hurry, for breakfast, I grabbed the last half of a ginger snap Larabar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-nKP-8DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1QuCFPCHCL0/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-nKP-8DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1QuCFPCHCL0/s320/IMG_2298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478738036977714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to lunch. Mexican. I was very good about my order. I ordered the Veggie plate: sauteed mushrooms, grilled zucchini, mixed vegetables, and salad sans cheese and dressing. Unfortunately, my virtuous order did not stop this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-m9on4bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-BvK-Sumgt4/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-m9on4bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-BvK-Sumgt4/s320/IMG_2289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478734650663346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chip bowl. I was not prepared. I did not stand a chance against the fried white flour.&lt;br /&gt;I decided just to have one chip. Then another. Before I knew it, the entire bowl of chips was gone (I had a little help though).&lt;br /&gt;Lunch came then.&lt;br /&gt;The sauteed mushrooms were amazing, but I had them boxed up and ate them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-mrwZQRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/92JeNmpDj5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-mrwZQRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/92JeNmpDj5Q/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478729851420946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the salsa I ate with the chips (it was amazing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-Nna5DmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PzAzrESzbxw/s1600-h/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-Nna5DmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PzAzrESzbxw/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478299190759010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did not take a picture of the veggies that I ate at the restaurant. I felt sheepish taking the photo of the chips and was too timid to take any more. But let me tell you, the Zucchini was amazing. Also unpictured, I was feeling bad about eating the white flour chips, and, naturally, I ate none other than a white flour tortilla to make the pain go away. It did not work for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I came home to 1 piece of Ezekiel with 2 tbs peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-NF59ENI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qa-nLneBhJ4/s1600-h/IMG_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-NF59ENI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qa-nLneBhJ4/s320/IMG_2292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478290194239698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Larabar (cashew cookie, one of my favorites):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-M5yI_yI/AAAAAAAAAEs/69cZaRF4-RM/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-M5yI_yI/AAAAAAAAAEs/69cZaRF4-RM/s320/IMG_2296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478286940241698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A handful of almonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-MosK8TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Cbu1uOmJjko/s1600-h/IMG_2293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-MosK8TI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Cbu1uOmJjko/s320/IMG_2293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478282351800626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brussels (steamed):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-MTVZmjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hBta7sVi6Ak/s1600-h/IMG_2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-MTVZmjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hBta7sVi6Ak/s320/IMG_2304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478276619147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I decided I would be brave and try a raw dessert recipe.&lt;br /&gt;This was for "walnut cream cake." I adapted the recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.fromsadtoraw.com/Recipes/WalnutCreamCake.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Original recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1       cup ground walnuts&lt;br /&gt;      1 cup raisins ground up&lt;br /&gt;      1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Combine and mix well. Press into pie dish or flat plate.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;Topping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Blend&lt;br /&gt;      1/2 cup walnuts&lt;br /&gt;      2-3 tbl raw honey&lt;br /&gt;      juice of one lemon&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Add water in small amounts if needed. Pour over base. Decorate: I usually add chopped bananas in the middle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I substituted the walnuts with almonds because I don't enjoy the "walnut aftertaste" (am I the only one who tastes this), got rid of the honey because a. I don't have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw&lt;/span&gt; honey, and b. I am trying to stay away from honey, syrups, sugars/evaporated cane juice, etc because they are so addictive, and I didn't make the "topping" because I figured without honey, I'd just be adding on ground almonds.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I added 2.5 tbs of water to the almond and raisin mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the ground raisins and almonds before mixing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9QvLkCYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Me1gMbDuWU0/s1600-h/IMG_2305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9QvLkCYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Me1gMbDuWU0/s320/IMG_2305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477253301930370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the blender:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9QYTYdAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ot70wdQjqMI/s1600-h/IMG_2307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9QYTYdAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ot70wdQjqMI/s320/IMG_2307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477247160710146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a ball after I added the water:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9P-cGf3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/FVIfdPvXz60/s1600-h/IMG_2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9P-cGf3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/FVIfdPvXz60/s320/IMG_2312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477240217960306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in the "cake" form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9PrK4DqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5mZxr3Bbt34/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9PrK4DqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5mZxr3Bbt34/s320/IMG_2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477235045437090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I actually halfed the recipe. Overall, I liked that, though I enjoy Larabars, since this recipe called for raisins instead of dates (which seem to be in every other raw recipe) it tastes different than many other raw food desserts. The texture of the cake, as I made it, was a bit softer and less crumbly than a Larabar. Also, the label of "dessert" is very accurate. Even without the honey, the cake I made, because of the raisins, was very sweet. Also, even as I halfed the recipe and took out the honey, the entire thing worked out to about 400 calories. If you are not trying to lose weight, are about 400 calories short one day, or are having a sweet craving, I highly recommend this. I do like the taste (it reminds me of a rich and semi sticky honey cake), and it is healthy and loaded with nutrients (unlike refined sugar), but the calories are so concentrated, I fear that as a sort of snack or breakfast this might not seem substantial. Psychologically, I know that I feel more full when I have eaten a large volume vs. a small one (e.g. 100 calories of spinach vs. 100 calories of almonds). This was very fun to make though, and I am excited to experiment with more raw foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much anticipation, I cracked open this new bar I discovered at whole foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9PYkBzNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7JrKZvPDhvY/s1600-h/IMG_2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC9PYkBzNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7JrKZvPDhvY/s320/IMG_2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477230050659538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An organic raw energy bar with SPIRLINA? I was estatic. Ingredients: superfood, superfood, superfood.&lt;br /&gt;The taste.... disappointing. Maybe it was just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;flavor (I've often had a hard time stomaching spirlina). I wanted so badly for this to taste good. However, there were many many other bars and one of these days, when I have extra money to spend of expensive organic energy bars that I may or may not like, I will try them. I was eyeing a apricot flavored one (and the many flax seeds, I'm a sucker for anything organic that has flax seeds). We'll see. I only ate a bite of this today, and maybe I can make myself like this. This could very well be the first time Whole Foods has disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I went to a party and ate watermelon, and couple of cookies. And the first glass  of wine I've had in a year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't even like wine, why am I eating and drinking foods I don't even like&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and did not touch food, except for the two huge bowls of popcorn. Yes it was organic and air popped and low cal (that is if you don't eat as much as I did), but was I at all hungry? No. Did this make me feel better? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much crap food. I feel awful. I am so full I feel like I could never eat again. My eyes are glazing over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be more positive, I promise. I am excited to get back on track and eat healthy. The farmers' market grabs are in the fridge as I type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-889047476724653114?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/889047476724653114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-white-flour-for-first-time-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/889047476724653114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/889047476724653114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-white-flour-for-first-time-in.html' title='Eating White Flour for the First time in a while - now I feel sick.'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/SiC-nKP-8DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1QuCFPCHCL0/s72-c/IMG_2298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-1618736649779391261</id><published>2009-05-28T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:07:47.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destressing</title><content type='html'>So today was very stressful.&lt;br /&gt;I had a psych paper and a Jane Eyre paper due. Somehow, I got to the point that I was happy with both of my papers (a rare occurrence).&lt;br /&gt;Work was also incredibly busy. I work at an Italian restaurant (conveniently located adjacent to Whole Foods, so luckily I never feel compelled to eat the food there) and I waited on three large tables (one was a for a business meeting, another was a group of women who apparently were celebrating a win at the tennis club, and I think the other was some kind of family reunion). I would never expect this on a Thursday, and to top it all of one of the girls who works there called in sick.&lt;br /&gt;My point is that today was incredibly stressful all around, and I handled it with the usual mixture of healthy and unhealthy habits.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, turns out I slept through the alarm. At 8:30 I woke up and had to make a 9:00 class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I had to grab a quick excuse for a breakfast on the run. I selected a tablespoon of my homemade raw almond butter (thank you blogosphere for showing me I can eat almond butter cheaply, and thank you Whole Foods for selling organic raw almonds in bulk). The healthy fat and protein kept me full for a surprisingly long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYgm34-I/AAAAAAAAADs/TjpF_WSwLTk/s1600-h/IMG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYgm34-I/AAAAAAAAADs/TjpF_WSwLTk/s320/IMG_2258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341022189015000034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After class, I had to edit those papers I mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a handful of almonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYbXhssI/AAAAAAAAADk/QGpe5w-wgoU/s1600-h/IMG_2259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYbXhssI/AAAAAAAAADk/QGpe5w-wgoU/s320/IMG_2259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341022187608453826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And proceeded to resort to a go-to unhealthy habit: "binge drinking" diet drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYWdnEfI/AAAAAAAAADc/360UhRVBgiI/s1600-h/IMG_2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYWdnEfI/AAAAAAAAADc/360UhRVBgiI/s320/IMG_2264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341022186291794418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was about to fall asleep at my laptop and I was stressed, so I drank two entire cans of this.&lt;br /&gt;The next logical step was, of course Diet Green Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fX_FGQ3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Lt5NzInq9Eg/s1600-h/IMG_2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fX_FGQ3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Lt5NzInq9Eg/s320/IMG_2265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341022180014965618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I switched to water. Too bad the damage was already done. Why am I so addicted to artificial sweeteners? I actually took the step and bought Stevia, but I am terrified to drink it in my tea. However, I am extremely excited to try that "Zevia" drink as soon as I can save up enough to rationalize spending so much on a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I had a piece of Genesis bread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9xAMhWI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRDotrLyYVk/s1600-h/IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9xAMhWI/AAAAAAAAADM/fRDotrLyYVk/s320/IMG_2266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021729559709026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With two tbs of organic peanut butter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9pxFsjI/AAAAAAAAADE/IGYn5zIAk6I/s1600-h/IMG_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9pxFsjI/AAAAAAAAADE/IGYn5zIAk6I/s320/IMG_2268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021727617298994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later, I snacked on a handful of soy nuts (11 grams of protein per serving, hell yes):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9clU33I/AAAAAAAAAC8/AJatZIXFLgY/s1600-h/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9clU33I/AAAAAAAAAC8/AJatZIXFLgY/s320/IMG_2271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021724078301042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a huge bowl of popcorn. I made this in my air popper so there were only abou 150 calories but I cannot express how huge this was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9IIoUYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/neb1aIcjpyM/s1600-h/IMG_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e9IIoUYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/neb1aIcjpyM/s320/IMG_2272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021718589231490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you grocery stores for carrying a huge bag of organic popcorn that lasts me weeks and only costs $1.17. I am an addict. You'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I of course had to have some more almond. Sorry for the blurry picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e83PJKZI/AAAAAAAAACs/EQCk6LBvym8/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8e83PJKZI/AAAAAAAAACs/EQCk6LBvym8/s320/IMG_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021714053147026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And three Mexican "Matter of Flax" Raw organic crisps. I am still in love with these (unfortunately I have only tried the Mexican and Italian ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eXh7koLI/AAAAAAAAACk/FCxMYMA7u3I/s1600-h/IMG_2277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eXh7koLI/AAAAAAAAACk/FCxMYMA7u3I/s320/IMG_2277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021072678756530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course a Larabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eXbEV1-I/AAAAAAAAACc/kGgK3k7tnII/s1600-h/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eXbEV1-I/AAAAAAAAACc/kGgK3k7tnII/s320/IMG_2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021070836488162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three organic strawberries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eXD2DA9I/AAAAAAAAACU/f-5f7LymyVU/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eXD2DA9I/AAAAAAAAACU/f-5f7LymyVU/s320/IMG_2280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021064602518482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I demolished what remained of this bag of grapes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eWjPoRAI/AAAAAAAAACM/SMntWza3jPE/s1600-h/IMG_2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eWjPoRAI/AAAAAAAAACM/SMntWza3jPE/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021055851447298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And had more popcorn. Why not, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eWRJKgjI/AAAAAAAAACE/v-J4dJ3wdPM/s1600-h/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8eWRJKgjI/AAAAAAAAACE/v-J4dJ3wdPM/s320/IMG_2283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341021050992493106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpictured, I had another 1/4 a cup of frozen organic blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get stressed, all I do is snack and ruin my appetite for actual meals. This is not good because then I never plan out my nutrition or eat correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, in the dead heat of the day, I went running.&lt;br /&gt;The trail I went to today is .75 miles around per lap. I ran three laps, taking a long water break between each lap, and then walked a cooldown lap. I blame the heat (and secretly my out of shapeness) for this horrible run. Luckily, the run still released the stress and gave me enough endorphins to make it through... the commute home.&lt;br /&gt;I went home and immediately CRASHED on my bed. Very productive. However, I would like to think that this half hour of sleep makes up for the fact that I only got three hours last night...&lt;br /&gt;After the run a friend and I met up to get snow cones. Instead of eating ice with syrup, I asked for ice with fresh lime. I was very happy with this choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In review, my stress managment was...&lt;br /&gt;The healthy:&lt;br /&gt;running&lt;br /&gt;napping&lt;br /&gt;complaining to my co workers (maybe not so healthy for them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the unhealthy:&lt;br /&gt;stress eating&lt;br /&gt;the flood of aspartame that is now probably incubating a huge cancerous mass in my stomach. what happened to my diet coke with splenda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to cut out some unhealthy habits... possibly?&lt;br /&gt;And now I have that wonderful caffine + sleep deprived induced tired but wired stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I was just reading &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/26/health/research/26child.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=nutrition"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article on nytimes.com about how food allergies are linked to obesity. Very alarming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-1618736649779391261?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/1618736649779391261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/destressing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1618736649779391261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1618736649779391261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/destressing.html' title='Destressing'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh8fYgm34-I/AAAAAAAAADs/TjpF_WSwLTk/s72-c/IMG_2258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-1967457335038478051</id><published>2009-05-27T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:32:13.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>So I have a couple of questions:&lt;br /&gt;First of all, is granite or gravel bad for running? My track has granite and I wanted to know if it is hard on joints. I ask this because during the run I felt my knees give a bit, but this could just be my own problems (I have the same problem when I do squats and that is zero impact).&lt;br /&gt;Second, I am considering booking an appointment with a nutritionist. My insurance, unfortunately, will not cover it, but I think it may be worth it. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I have a confession to make. Today I stayed away from aspartame, but unfortunately I finished off a very large pitcher of iced tea I made that I sweetened heavily with Splenda. However, it is gone now and tomorrow I switch to Stevia sweetened iced tea. The goal is to drink this without sweeteners (which I do at restaurants since I don't drink calories, but at home it seems unappealing).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-1967457335038478051?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/1967457335038478051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1967457335038478051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1967457335038478051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-1416608533674459401</id><published>2009-05-27T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:33:19.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love running</title><content type='html'>So I am absolutely terrible at running right now.&lt;br /&gt;My time is probably around 8 or 9 minutes per mile.&lt;br /&gt;My form goes away about 2 minutes into a run.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring my ipod when I went running.&lt;br /&gt;I ran in the heat of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I left feeling absolutely amazing and completely in love with running. I honestly don't care how slow I was going. It hurts that I had to stop a few times. I told myself I stopped because I needed water and it was hot, but don't think that that was really the case at all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a heart rate monitor (yet) or pedometer so I couldn't tell you exactly how far I went, but the course is about 0.9 miles around so I think I am in the 3 mile range. A decent workout, that is if I didn't stop. Getting back into shape is so frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following my workout, I had a little snack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh2wc47WSaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Aggt-CZwyVw/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh2wc47WSaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Aggt-CZwyVw/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340618743495412130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Organic green raisins. They were amazing and refreshing. I cannot wait to try these frozen (I have never had frozen green grapes, I am more of a red grape kind of girl, if it's vegan and organic I'll take it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to class now! In a week my summer classes start - I am so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-1416608533674459401?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/1416608533674459401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1416608533674459401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1416608533674459401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-running.html' title='I love running'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh2wc47WSaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Aggt-CZwyVw/s72-c/IMG_2257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-746009389276213038</id><published>2009-05-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:37:30.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Start?</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up and stepped on the scale (bad news). Immediately I went over to the kitchen and grabbed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three "Matter of Flax" Raw Organic Flax Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phTpSDcI/AAAAAAAAABs/M7nMa49gnjc/s1600-h/IMG_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phTpSDcI/AAAAAAAAABs/M7nMa49gnjc/s320/IMG_2253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540754061299138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A handful of raw organic almonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1pg30quXI/AAAAAAAAABc/6jD49fwlrB0/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1pg30quXI/AAAAAAAAABc/6jD49fwlrB0/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540746592860530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A piece of "Genesis" (Food for Life) bread with 2 tablespoons of hummus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1pgh26fYI/AAAAAAAAABU/lQQgykkqAU4/s1600-h/IMG_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1pgh26fYI/AAAAAAAAABU/lQQgykkqAU4/s320/IMG_2249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540740696702338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later I had a fourth of a cup of frozen organic blueberries (from Costco - I am so happy they are starting to carry such a good organic selection).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phKPUiRI/AAAAAAAAABk/U3T6DQdsG_0/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phKPUiRI/AAAAAAAAABk/U3T6DQdsG_0/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540751536490770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I had half of my favorite larabar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phlA7lgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fc6GDoETWSk/s1600-h/IMG_2255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phlA7lgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fc6GDoETWSk/s320/IMG_2255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540758723892738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love the way Larabars taste, but I have to  wonder if the cost and the high calories with low nutrients make them worth it. They are great (I think) to stop a sweet craving, for dessert, or in case of emergencies (like if you're at a party, haven't eaten all day and the desserts keep looking better) but I'm wondering if for a snack they are great.&lt;br /&gt;Of course they taste absolutely amazing and I love that there is no sugar or preservatives, but I wish that maybe there were some that were organic and had more nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of no nutrition...&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks. Everyone at work is drinking some kind of Starbucks or Seattle's Best. Since I don't drink calories (although I am planning on changing that with my upcoming green monster experiment) I always get black coffee, which I honestly cannot stand. What do you get from Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note my roomate just asked me if I was wearing blue lipstick. Confused, I went to the mirror. It seems that the blueberries have died my lips purple! I have class in about an hour so let's hope I can get the blue off by then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-746009389276213038?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/746009389276213038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/746009389276213038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/746009389276213038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-start.html' title='Good Start?'/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/Sh1phTpSDcI/AAAAAAAAABs/M7nMa49gnjc/s72-c/IMG_2253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735511523511892876.post-1657250290892286303</id><published>2009-05-26T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:15:55.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hi everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So just to give some background my name is Phoebe and I have been reading food blogs for a few months now. I turned 21 a few months back, and am currently in college. I think that they have really helped me with my eating and body issues, so I wanted to start a blogs because I wanted to be more connected to all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have been a vegetarian for 9 years. I eat a lot of raw food and I am trying to eat more. I am also trying to become a vegan, and I eat organic as much as possi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I used to be an avid runner, but then I twisted my ankle and my doctor told me to stay off of it for a couple of months (it was a bad twist). When I got back on my feet, I tried to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;running again, but it was cold (I lived in Vermont) and so I was confined to a treadmill. I don'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;t mind running on tre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;admills, but I made the mistake of never v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;arying my workouts and got bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today, I am training for a marathon (as of about 2 weeks ac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tually). I have very little endurance as of yet, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ut the marathon is a ways away so with the schedules I have found online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I shoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;d be alright. Also, I am trying to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;run outside and do cross training so that I look forward to workouts instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;drea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ding boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My biggest struggle will be keeping up with my workouts and cleaning up my eating as I can (especially eliminating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the aspartame I tend to drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; myself in).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So without further ado, enjoy my first post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I woke up feeling not so hot today because despite moderating my eating and exercising, I gained a pound (I know the simple solution is to get rid of the scale, but "my name is Phoebe and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I am a scale addict").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So I proceeded to eat away my emotions. The good thing is that I have no unhealthy food in the apartment, so the damage was not te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;rrible. I had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Raw organic almonds (I did not keep track of the amount but I would guess a handful):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYt_Q7kRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pEYxt_j7JqY/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYt_Q7kRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pEYxt_j7JqY/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340311173998547218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Leftover Broccoli Sauteed in Teryaki Sauce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYvCaANFI/AAAAAAAAABM/ggUg5TuW9No/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYvCaANFI/AAAAAAAAABM/ggUg5TuW9No/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340311192021775442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;These amazing "Matter of Flax" raw organic flax seed "chips". I'm addicted. And some of them with hummus (Sabra Mediterranean, probably not the healthiest I could do but it tastes so good). I had about 7ish "crisps" slathered in hummus, as well as some almonds dipped in hummus (which I love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYujXpbBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CJHffHXwC1I/s1600-h/IMG_2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYujXpbBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CJHffHXwC1I/s320/IMG_2234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340311183690394642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYup--atI/AAAAAAAAABE/ek-L2hBcokA/s1600-h/IMG_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYup--atI/AAAAAAAAABE/ek-L2hBcokA/s320/IMG_2235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340311185465961170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYup--atI/AAAAAAAAABE/ek-L2hBcokA/s1600-h/IMG_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Then I had a piece of genesis bread with more hummus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyXkpelDUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C4FYqwUVQ40/s1600-h/IMG_2237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyXkpelDUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C4FYqwUVQ40/s320/IMG_2237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309914019761474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kept me full for a while (until I had some organic popcorn from the popcorn maker. I did not take a picture of this, and I had about 3 cups, but I did not add salt, butter oil or anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All of that kept me full for a while, and then I felt snacky again and decided to have a few organic raspberries, but just a few due to expense. Of course, I proceeded to demolish the entire package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyXj81WkyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/B4i4trYairA/s1600-h/IMG_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyXj81WkyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/B4i4trYairA/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309902035686178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Also unpictured, I had some half popped corn kernels from whole foods. Actually a lot of corn kernels.  And a cashew cookie Larabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Then it was workout time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I went jogging for fourty minutes, but due to breaks I only jogged about 3 miles. I am so out of shape now, but I will get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Then I went to an hour long cycling class. It was great - I love cross training! I could really feel the burn in some muscles. I would definitely call today's workout a success and I feel great right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I came home and had about a cup of whole wheat organic pasta with 1.5 tbs of nutritional yeast. I of course forgot to take a picture of this as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;later, I had two pieces of this organic dried mango from the bulk section in whole foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyXkZRmK_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XjqyVri6lFc/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyXkZRmK_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/XjqyVri6lFc/s320/IMG_2241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309909670341618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So that just about wraps up my day. If any experienced bloggers read this and have suggestions on blogging, I would so greatly appreciate it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Also, how do you all keep from binge and emotional eating? Unless I force myself to leave and start exercising, I can't seem to stop myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;~Pheebs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735511523511892876-1657250290892286303?l=aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/feeds/1657250290892286303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-everybody-so-just-to-give-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1657250290892286303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735511523511892876/posts/default/1657250290892286303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aunaturalepheebs.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-everybody-so-just-to-give-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08701794863069233251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zs0UtLGP5cw/ShyYt_Q7kRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pEYxt_j7JqY/s72-c/IMG_2232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
