WIAW #46 – Planning It

Hello, beautiful people! I hope you’re all having a great week. Before we get started, I just wanted to give thanks to Jenn from Peas and Crayons for hosting this link party.

 As I mentioned last week, I was thinking of doing the Lyn-Genet Plan to test foods to see what was causing my bloating. For those of you who aren’t familiar with The Plan, it is basically an elimination diet to figure out what foods are reactive for you. Foods that cause a reaction can cause inflammation and weight gain. For more information, head over to Lyn-Genet Recitas’s website.

I started the Plan on Friday, and yesterday was Day 5. The Plan is scheduled for 20 days; but you can always extend phase 2 to keep testing foods. Yesterday morning was the first time I’d ever had the Plan Smoothie. It was basically a pear, blueberries, chia seeds, avocado, and Silk coconut milk. It doesn’t look appetizing, but it wasn’t bad; it was a little bland for my taste.


For lunch, I had cream of broccoli soup, red leaf lettuce, carrot & beet salad, all topped with pumpkin seeds. The soup tasted better than it did on the day that I made it; no complaints here!


I forgot to take a photo of my snack, so I’ll recycle a photo from March last year when I was also doing the Plan. It was carrots and almond butter. This time around, I forgot I was supposed to get raw almond butter, but since I didn’t react to it when I had it on Monday, I think I’ll be okay.


For dinner, I was testing a new (to the plan this time around) protein: halibut. The way you test things is to have a small serving, and everything else during the day has been previously tested. I baked it and topped it with some lemon juice. I had mixed baby romaine lettuce, and mixed sautéed vegetables with goat cheese (which I tested on Monday and passed).


After 5 days, I’ve been feeling great so far, my bloating has subdued, and I haven’t gotten any stomach aches. I plan on testing all my favourite foods – Greek yogurt, papaya, GF granola, ground turkey, pecans, cucumbers, asparagus, GF bread (that can be highly reactive due to the starches), salmon.. I think I’ll have to come up with a list.

Today, I’ll be testing another protein; I haven’t decided which yet, but it will probably be beef or lamb. Last time I did the plan, I failed beef miserably… I LOVE beef and when I get a craving for steak, there is nothing that will satisfy it but steak. The thing is, I remember how much it hurt when I tested beef; although I haven’t refrained from it, I hope I’ll pass…Wish me luck!

Which food would you hate to find out you’re reactive/intolerant/allergic to?

WIAW #45 – How am I bloated again?

Hello everyone..we’re really back to regular programming here as I remembered to take photos this week (last week, not so much). Thanks to Jenn from Peas and Crayons for hosting this link party!

green smoothie

Yesterday morning, I was craving a green smoothie. I made it with kale, a banana, rice protein, almond butter, and almond milk. I had my husband try it, and he actually liked it! The only problem was that after I drank it, I found myself bloated. Hmm…

I took advantage of a cancelled call yesterday morning to take an early lunch and go for a run. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel after the Tough Mudder on Sunday, so I limited myself to 30 minutes. Prior to my run, I rolled out my quads, IT bands, and shins, however, it was my calves that were feeling tight.


After my run, I prepped my lunch – spaghetti with meat (ground turkey) sauce,  grilled bell peppers, and a sprinkle of parmesan. It was delicious but I was bloated again, and to top it off, I was hungry not long after lunch. I snacked on a Kind bar, a few lentil crackers, and some cottage cheese (not pictured).


Shortly after work, I was hungry again, and after drinking some water, I grabbed another Kind bar, and then I noticed that I was bloated again, or maybe I never stopped being bloated, plus I had a stomach ache. I went to visit my friend Alicia to bring her some of the pizza from Monday night, and when I got home, I started prepping dinner.

beef tacos

We decided on Taco Tuesday, and I used some taco seasoning I had previously mixed (it was probably this recipe; can’t be certain). We topped them with cheese, crema (Mexican sour cream), and salsa, and I had a side of romaine lettuce with lime juice. Right after dinner, we were putting things away, and the skin on my belly stretching so bad due to bloating that it was hurting.

I noticed I’ve been bloated more often since the honeymoon (ICYMI – we got married!), but I figured once I cut out the alcohol and started eating clean again, that it would subside. However, that has not been the case. On Monday, I was thinking that perhaps it was time to do the Lyn Genet Plan again starting this weekend, and then yesterday morning, I was thinking that perhaps it could wait until the week after. After dinner last night, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer; I have to figure out what’s causing this bloating. The good thing is that I get to do the Spring Plan because it’s been over 75F every day since we’ve been home :D

I may have to adjust May’s goals (I think the max I can run while doing the plan is 30 minutes), but I’ll let you guys know for sure.

Hope you guys are doing well :D

It’s time to start up again…


We’ve been back from our honeymoon for a week, and it’s time I started back up on my weight loss journey. I’ve finished my  program with my dietitian, and it’s time for me to put everything I learned to use. I’m blogging about it to keep me accountable. My goal is a 5 lb loss by May 31st (although my big goal would be to lose 7 lbs as I’ve gained about 6 or 7 in the last month). I’m going to lose it by doing the following:

  • logging all my food on my journal
    • week 1: just log it all!
    • week 2: week 1 goal AND eat 4 servings of vegetables daily
    • week 3: week 1 + 2 goals AND stick to allotted servings
    • week 4: week 1-3 goals AND no sweets!
  • running 3-4 times a week:
    • one long run 60-90 minutes
    • two to three 30-45 minute runs
  • cross training twice a week (whatever, just get it done!)
  • drinking at least 6 glasses of water daily (I’ve been slacking with the water as well)

This month, I will also talk to my doctor about my heat/cold-induced asthma — now that the weather is heating up, I will need it again.

Do you make monthly goals? How does it work for you?


We got hitched!

Almost 3 weeks ago, my significant other and I tied the knot here in Austin. It was a beautiful day near Lake Travis, and my cousin Paty (and the rest of my family who helped out) did an amazing job decorating the venue — it turned out better than I could have imagined! My husband and I were excited to have so many of our loved ones come to celebrate with us. It’s true what they say, the day (and night) FLEW by! Before we knew it, the last song came on, and we tried to get as much dancing as we possibly could get in there! We won’t be getting the photos from our photographer for a few more weeks, but here are a few taken by my family and me.

Click on a thumbnail to launch the image gallery.

I can’t wait to get the photos from our photographer! I’ll be posting some of them once we get them.

For our honeymoon, we went to the Sandals resort in Antigua. We loved the resort, we had mostly great weather, and the restaurants all had gluten-free options! The water was incredible, and we had such a relaxing time. It was just what we both needed! We didn’t take a lot of photos there, and to be honest, I still haven’t downloaded them from our iPhones and cameras.

When we got back, it was sad to come home to a pretty empty house. It had been so lively with members of our families staying and visiting the week leading up to the wedding. We’ve been back for almost a week now, so things are settling into our new normalcy.

Hope you guys are well!

My heart is broken

It was Friday around 6pm, and Maya was jumping on Eddie; Eddie started hissing, and I told him, “be nice to your sister!” He looked at me and complained by meowing; he kept looking at me; I could barely see his eyes just above the coffee table, and I said, “do you want to go outside?” He ran to the door. I let him and Dusty out; as usual, Dusty scratched on the door a few minutes later. It was still light out, and my fiancé and I  decided to go to dinner at a nearby Pho place we hadn’t tried yet. On our way out and while getting in the car, I looked at my iPhone and saw some messages from my brother; he had finally sent his measurements for his tux. I asked my fiancé if we could go to Men’s Wearhouse after dinner. We did, and I had a craving for froyo, so we also stopped for some on the way home. We had been hanging out in the living room, and around 10pm, I looked over to the patio door (where Eddie had shown up when he’d want to be let in), and remembered I’d let Eddie out earlier. My memory is still really bad these days, and it didn’t help that Eddie had lost his collar with his GPS tracker the week before.  We had decided, after searching for the GPS tracker (it kept saying it couldn’t be located) near the house, that since he always stuck around the same area, maybe we didn’t need to get him a replacement. The GPS tracker service always texted me when he was out of the home zone and when he got close to the house. Without it, it was so easy for me to forget that he was outside. That night, I asked my fiancé if we had let him in, and he said that he didn’t know he’d been let out.

I started looking for him inside the house, my fiancé went straight to my office, and he complained that he had stepped on something wet. We weren’t sure what it was at first, there was a mini yellow puddle on the floor, too small to be urine, but it looked like Dusty’s medication which he may have thrown up after we had given it to him moments earlier. I went back to the kitchen to grab wipes, and as I reached under the sink, I saw my phone was lit up. There was a missed call and a voicemail. As I picked up my phone to see who had called, my fiancé said that my computer phone was ringing. I was thinking it was FaceTime, but when I walked over, it was my Windows work machine; I had left my VoIP phone on. I thought it was odd, but I figured I should check the voicemail. It was odd to see a 512 number calling at 10pm.

The lady on the voicemail said that they were calling from an emergency animal hospital and asked me to call as soon as possible, so I did.  The lady on the phone told me that they thought they had Edwin; “a gentleman  brought him in” and she paused, immediately I thought that maybe it was because he didn’t have his collar on, and I thought that it must’ve been really hard to get him in there. He fought hard whenever anyone picked him up, and I thought about putting a carrier in my car to bring him home. She continued and said that he had been attacked by dogs, and that he hadn’t made it. I was in disbelief, and my fiancé asked me what happened, and I couldn’t say anything; I passed him the phone. I broke down, and I started crying. After he had hung up,  I texted my sister who then called me. After I got off the phone with her, we had a decision to make about his body. I didn’t know what to do. I was in shock. After thinking of our options, I decided to have him cremated and get his ashes back. My fiancé went to the animal hospital to fill out paperwork. I couldn’t bring myself to go or to see him.

In March 2010, my cousin’s cat had a litter of kittens, and I fell in love with Eddie when he was tiny. I wasn’t in the market for a second cat. I was crazy about Dusty, but he was still sad after our move from Boston and his separation from my roommate’s cat. I thought he needed a buddy to get him out of his funk, so I agreed to take the orange kitten with the blue eyes.


Before I took him home

Dusty was scared of him when I brought him home, but eventually, he began to tolerate him, and eventually he would show him he shouldn’t be messed with. Before I got Eddie,  I had told my mom and I wasn’t sure if I could love another cat like I loved Dusty, but Eddie was just adorable that it made him so easy to love.


Eddie is a Mac

When he was younger, he was  always eating and trying to find food. He loved to eat just about anything and he’d even steal butter from the kitchen. If I left the fridge door open for a minute, he’d be in there trying to see if there was any fish or chicken.

Jackpot: a plate with chicken!

Jackpot: a plate with chicken!


From the beginning, Eddie wasn’t scared of anything; he thought he ruled the place. I would call him the Lion King. He wasn’t afraid of heights (he jumped down from a 3rd floor apartment balcony), and chased a bee even after the bee stung him. He wasn’t scared of dogs and would often jump into our old neighbour’s backyard and they had 2 dogs.


I’m sure this is what he saw

However, he had a soft spot for girl kittens. That was something we took into consideration when we got Maya.. we wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to bully her. This is him with my cousin’s kitten three years ago.


Yup.. he was nursing a kitten who had lost her mom too soon

Yup.. he was trying to nurse a kitten who had lost her mom too soon

I loved his attitude; he complained when I sneezed and when my fiancé would tell him what to do. He thought he was the alpha male of the house, and he didn’t like it when he was shown otherwise. He didn’t like to be picked up, but he would let me give him quick hugs so long as his feet were planted on the ground. He liked for us to scratch his neck, and sometimes if I was lucky, he’d let me pet him for a bit.

He wasn't a big fan of the camera

He wasn’t a big fan of the camera

He was smart and was always exploring. He showed Dusty how to be a real cat; I’m not saying Dusty isn’t a real cat, but Eddie showed him how to run like a cheetah as opposed to Dusty’s version of running which was more like walking quickly, and that when “hunting,” you would put your “kill” (toys) in your mouth to carry them. He kept getting out of the backyard, so I had to get him a GPS tracker so I could see where he was. “Hunting” is still not Dusty’s strong suit; it’s funny to see him stuffing the toys in his mouth with his paws.

He didn't understand why I refused to let him in with a dead bird (even if he hadn't killed the bird himself)

He didn’t understand why I refused to let him in with a dead bird (even if he hadn’t killed the bird himself)

Whenever we’d have people over, Eddie would be all confident and he would let my friend’s dogs know that it was his house by having staring contests with them. Dusty would be hiding, and Eddie would be sitting in the middle of the living room despite all the “strangers.”

He was smart and figured out how to open the doors in our old house. The door knobs were actually handles, and he was tall enough to reach them. It was just a matter of time before he started opening the closet door and trying to open our bedroom door. After he learned, there was no point in closing the door anymore because he didn’t understand if a door was locked, he just kept jiggling it.

He would keep me company when I was working from home and would sometimes share his spot with his sister.  I recently moved their cat tower to my office since they spent a lot of time there. No matter how annoyed he was that Dusty or Maya was on the top level of the tower, he would never fight them for the spot.

Being a good big brother

Being a good big brother

I always thought that Dusty would be the first one to go. He’s older, was the runt of the litter, and he’s had a lot of issues (one of these days I’ll post about his puffy paw pads– that’s what he’s currently taking medication for), and he’s a scaredy cat; always stressed out… Eddie was always so tough I called him a man cat. I’m still in disbelief that he’s no longer with us.

There are so many unknowns: I don’t know exactly what happened to him, who took him into the animal hospital… I can’t help but wonder if he jumped into someone’s backyard with dogs or if he was attacked by a coyotes.  I don’t think that’s going to make me feel any better. I’m so thankful that the man took him in (even if it were his dogs who attacked him) so I wouldn’t be worried that night , and then looking for him on Saturday morning. I’m afraid that I would’ve gone a while without knowing where he was, or worse yet, finding his body with the wounds.

Each day has been getting better, but I know it will take a long time for my heart to heal…

mr fancy

We miss you so much, buddy. I hope you get lots of catnip, chicken, and tilapia up in kitty heaven. Love you.


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