Oats, the many things I could do with you!
I love oats. I grew up eating sweetened oatmeal topped with Nido powder milk. One of my earliest childhood memories in the kitchen was baking oatmeal cookies with my grandma. I eat it raw. I’ve also been known to eat it with asparagus. So it shouldn’t be a surprise that I went so far as making it congee-like and topped with my all-time favorite viand, the (Filipino) adobo.
I’ve turned into a heathen in the world of adobo because its appointed wife is a bowl of steamy white rice (or garlic fried rice). How could I defame such a cult-following of adobo lovers?
The reason, my friends, is that I’m dead serious about improving my health and losing weight. I packed on so much weight even I couldn’t believe it. This is what the 30’s does to you, I guess. I was joking that I got an early 32nd birthday gift. There is just no room for error in food choices and laziness (with regards to physical activities). To remedy that, I run almost every other day (depending on how my body is, if I’m too sore I don’t run) using a modified Couch-to-5K running program (it’s 12 weeks instead of 9), and have gone to Bikram yoga since the beginning of June. I run and do yoga on Sundays. So for all that hard work, I am more careful of what I eat. Since I got back from my carefree vacation, it’s been tough to think of what recipes to post here because you might think I am going nuts with the healthful turn of events. I mainly stick to eating fresh fruits, and just one meal with rice a day. Woe, my beloved rice!
So, anyway, back to oats. It’s like my almost-guilt-free ally in all of this. In the morning, I eat a steel-cut oats porridge, a little sugar, and skim milk powder (gotta have the powder there) for breakfast. Sometimes I would eat it with something savory, such as chicken adobo. [Again, my apologies to my Filipino roots.] It does curb my hunger pangs. Honestly, I can put almost anything in it. I prefer steel-cut oats because it doesn’t turn into complete mush and I still get those solid (rice-like) bits when it’s not overcooked.
The result after a month of proactively living healthy? I lost 10 pounds (!!!), I feel the best I’ve ever felt in a year. It didn’t come without a lot of ‘work’ though–it took 4 months for my metabolism to get back to into gear. Effortless metabolism doesn’t come free anymore in my thirties. Ouch.
So, uhm, how do you keep healthy fellow foodies, food bloggers, and food lovers? Any tips?