It’s Monday after a long week of Ironman training. I know that I am tired and beat up (thanks Coach Kurt) when I start craving bread/butter/pies/strawberry ice cream/mountains of potato chips/spaghetti etc. Unfortunately, I wasn’t born with the skinny gene and as I’ve gotten older, it takes me awhile to recover (read: get the number back down on the scale) from a pizza feed or donut binge. Many people think that triathlon training gives you license to eat anything; however, I know that it is paramount that I eat well leading up to my big race. I don’t want to undo a relatively clean week of eating with a massive day-delayed pizza feed. The 24 hour window after a big race is another story…..go nuts, I say!
So it’s 10:00 a.m. and I am hungry. I am not in the mood for anything sweet but feel like a pizza.
I step back for moment and think—why is it that I want a pizza? The answer is this: I want the sweet-acid taste of tomatoes redolent of garlic and oregano. Period. Not craving the bread or the cheese.
So here is my solution:
I steam a big bunch of broccoli; pop open a jar of pizza sauce in the pantry—Cadia is Jimbo’s (San Diego’s answer to Whole Foods) private label—one thing that I always check when buying pizza sauce is that a) it is organic and b) it doesn’t contain any sugar.
Broccoli steamed and smothered. I’m now enjoying a 150 calorie bowl of green and saucy goodness. By the way, I ate half the sauce right out of the jar as I was waiting for the broccoli to steam.
I’m full. I’m satisfied. And I’m now thinking about cinnamon rolls………..well, not really, but I have some ideas. I’ll save that for another blog post.
Have a great day!