What I’ve Been Eating

Or, AKA What I Ate Wednesday… plus some.

My apologies for the lack of posting the past few days.. chalk it up to it being the last week and a half of my summer class. Or, as I like to call it, cram as many papers and projects into as few days as possible. Otherwise known as, my life until further notice.

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A yogurt mess with lemon Chobani and plain oats

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Homemade gluten free blueberry pancakes

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They might not have turned out.. aesthetically perfect but the taste? Perfection.

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A whole wheat bagel thin topped with (new to me) Cinnamon Laughing Cow Cheese.

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Along with some protein in the form of string cheese and deli turkey. Brain Fuel.

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Homemade spaghetti with turkey instead of beef.

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Perhaps my favorite meal of all time?

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Comfort food at its finest.

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My latest go to breakfast.. Special K Fruit and yogurt with a banana

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And finally, dinner tonight started off with a glass of this, one of the most delicious red wines I’ve ever had.

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With salmon, fresh corn, and oven fried green tomatoes.

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And now, back to the grind…

Any other students feel my pain?!


Back At It

At one point in my life, running was my life. Until it wasn’t. From a combination of over-training, under-fueling, and weak bones, I developed a serious stress fracture in my pubic ramus in December of 2010. In one of the worst places possible. In a place that can take forever to heal. And, it did. I had a very long road to recovery (that  I’m still walking on) involving misdiagnosis, multiple doctors, bed rest, crutches, and many many bouts of physical therapy.


My time off from running taught me a lot, first and foremost that running is a gift, it something to be thankful for. And, our bodies are not indestructible, no matter how young or thin or fit we are. Two and a half years later, I am finally (FINALLY) back at it but with a new mentality.


Gone are the days of back to back runs. While it works for some people, my body is simply to able to endure those at this point in time. I’ve learned to embrace cross-training.


Gone are the days of under fueling, a lesson I needed to learn. If you want your body to endure something like running, you have to take care of it and nourish it and strengthen it.


Since been given the OK to get back to it and then waiting until my BODY told me it was Ok, I’ve increased my mileage slowly and, most importantly, listened to my body. And my reward?


That’s right. 5 miles. Otherwise known as the longest run since the diagnosis of my stress fracture.

To some, 5 miles is nothing.


To me? It’s the world.

The Why’s

A lot has changed in the mere 3/4 months since I’ve been absent from the blogging world. As I mentioned in my previous post, as well as is evident by the title of the blog, I have moved to a new town an hour and a half away from where I grew up. Why the move? Because I finally, FINALLY, know what I want to do with my life and I’m going after it. If any of you guys followed me back when I started The Process of Healing, I had changed my major from Bachelor’s in Early Childhood to Business. I’ve even taken a few culinary classes over the past few years but not one of those degrees felt right. Why? Because I knew what I wanted to do all along, I simply never had the courage to do it as it meant that I had to leave home and move away. And then one day, the courage popped up… and here I am. I am pursuing a Bachelor’s Degree in Nutrition, and then I hope to acquire my R.D. license, much like Kath from KERF. I am extremely excited about this and while I know it’s going to be a lot of work, it will be worth it when it allows me to have a job that I love. And that is one of the reasons I decided to start a new blog, to chronicle my journey to my degree and as I know many of us bloggers are nutrition freaks (for lack of a better word), I hope you guys will enjoy learning right along with me as I share what I learn.

As the title suggests, not only am I in a new city but I AM a new girl.. I feel like it anyway. They say that you change more in your 20’s than in any other time in your life; I believe it. If I knew me 2 years ago, I wouldn’t know me. Much less 3, 4, 5 years ago.. I’m embracing the real me, becoming a strong woman, and finding out who I really am. I’ve been through some trials in the past 3 or 4 years but I’m ready to move on from them and to make my life, well MY life.

On a lighter note, I was going to share some foodie pictures from the day but I neglected to bring my camera cord to my new place. SO, I’ll share with you some pictures (via iPhone) of my apartment (which is still a major work in progress) and some pictures of my beautiful friends back home <- The hardest part of moving away.

Make sure to check out the new About Me page!






A New Start

Many of you guys may remember me from my past blog, The Process of Healing. If so, I’m glad to be back! For new readers, thank you for stopping by! (And I do hope you come again)

The reason for this shiny new blog? To put it simply, I’m not the same person I was when I started The Process of Healing, nor am I in place, literally and figuratively. I started out The Process of Healing living in my hometown, a timid quiet girl who had no idea how the next 2 1/1 years would make her a determined and stronger person, who pursues her goals relentlessly, in a new town where she has a new start. Yet, here I am! Ready for this new start? Absolutely.

On New Girl, New City, you will find recipes, daily eats, random musings, among other things. And I will explain the why’s, how’s, and where’s behind the new city in coming posts. Here’s to a new start!