Is anybody reading this?

Or is it too early still? Has this blog been discovered yet?

It's a mystery I guess...

Anyways, for those of you (if there are any) who are reading, I have made the most delicious vegetable soup today. It's so yummy I can't believe it!

Basically, I popped broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, one onion, a potato, two cloves of garlic and green beans, together with salt, pepper, some dried parsley and boiled it to death.

I had some alphabet pasta (yes, I adore it utterly and completely and no, you are never too old to eat alphabet soup!) so I put it in after I drained the soup.

It was so tasty and yummy and the best part was all the leftover veggies (cause most of the broccoli and cauliflower became soup) I mixed with some whole wheat pasta and warmed shortly on some olive oil and another clove of garlic, sliced thin for the occasion.

YUM!

Pair that with grilled chicken breast and endive salad and you have yourself the lunch dreams are made of! Not to mention all the slow burning energy I felt coarsing through my veins all day!

So, are you out there? Anyone? Come out of hiding if you are, I have cookies! :)

I will do this!

So, I am a bit riled up with unexpected energy, must be from the extra sleep and sorting some things out in my head as well.

I feel energized, I feel ready to pump my fists and dig into some serious business here!

So, I am really proud of myself and this week.

The results are fabulous.

Three challenges, and all met.

I satisfied my inner foodie, and have chosen delivery over my own kitchen only once this week. And that is perfect! Now, to clarify, I have set out on this journey many a time before, but this one is special, because it is about me, and being free, fabulous, fantastic and enjoying life, something I have never put as a priority while "dieting". Ughh. Hate the word and the concept.
Here's another thing I've tried.
I spent the last five months "trying to live healthy", which is a ton of mental bull if you ask me. You either live free or not. Being trapped in a concept, no matter what the concept is, is still a trap. And that's a big no-no for the fantabulitious girl.

So, abandoning all preconcieved notions and concepts, I embarked on the fantabulitious journey with (hopefully) some of you to cheer me on.

I decided to satisfy my inner foodie. Because, really, I love food. Adore it. In all shapes and forms. And seriously, fat, the one that is making us overweight and tired and depressed) is unhappiness materialized. There is no big secret, just that there is one. And you can try to tell yourself it doesn't matter, it's the body image, blah blah... really, when you're working hard to convince yourself that you are happy in a fatsuit, it's a big fat lie.

And I don't wish to lie to myself any more.

I am beautiful.
I am smart.
I am talented.
I am a babe.

And I will honor this. By living, eating deliciously, moving my body to make me happy, not to spend calories, and enjoy every breath I take.

It's been a fantabulitious week, and I am ready to greet week two with some sinfully tasty whole wheat almont hazelnut granola cookies that the inner foodie made me bake this evening.

Mmmmmm! Fantabulitious!