Shopping sneakers in Benin is not nearly as much fun as shopping for bras. It’s a hassle and I don’t like it at all. It sucks every single time I go out. The first go around took several weeks, and I ended up with sneakers that are too damn narrow for my very wide feet.… Read More Sneaker shopping in Cotonou
Finally took care of embassy gym membership – CHECK! Went out for Thai and STILL didn’t go over plan – CHECK! Drank 2L of water – CHECK! Cooked and froze too many goddamned vegetables – CHECK! Ate soup for dinner in order to not go over plan after Thai – CHECK! Could have been worse!… Read More Checking items off the TODO list is AWESOME
Normally, I spend Saturday mornings grocery shopping. Grocery shopping in Benin isn’t like grocery shopping in the States. It’s a lot of walking, a lot of carrying heavy bags, and for an out-of-shape woman like me, it’s quite a workout. First, I hit up Soditex for cheese and Lebanese flat bread. They’re the cheapest in… Read More No grocery shopping workout for Theresa, this week
I am obessive about everything I take seriously. Like losing weight getting healthy. I spend hours thinking about food and exercise and calories each day. That’s probably why I’m successful thus far, but it’s also kind of neurotic annoying. I know that nobody knows what normal is, but I’d rather channel my obsessiveness into something… Read More On putting food obsessions to good use: BENTO!
Tomorrow marks my post-malaria return to calorie counting. I’ve continued to lose since the dreaded deadly disease, but it’s more due to a missing appetite than any dedication to weight loss healthy eating. Turns out, when you abruptly cut out soda, coffee, and cigarettes because even the thought of putting poison into your body makes… Read More Oh, malaria, I am so over you!
I passed my State Department Arabic class! After 12 weeks of not-as-diligent-as-it-should-have-been study, I can now read the alphabet, count to a million, say hello, and introduce myself. My teacher left me with a long list of subjects I need to work on before I start the second course in the series. Good thing it… Read More I don’t speak Arabic … YET.
I am a lucky woman. When I made my decision to lose weight get healthy, my husband was nothing but supportive. Now, a few months into the process, he continues to be nothing but supportive. He thought I was beautiful and sexy and perfect when I was 225. He thinks I’m beautiful and sexy and… Read More On having an incredibly supportive partner while on this journey
How many times have I written and not saved this malaria post because we lost power? NOT THIS TIME. Ctrl+S. A very long story short: Bertrand and I had malaria this week. I lost a lot of weight in a very unhealthy way because I had no appetite and even if I did, I couldn’t… Read More We got malaria and it was the WORST EVER EVER
Last night, a feminist friend and I* were out drinking with a man. We’re all mid-to-upper class whites, well educated, socially mobile, and currently living in Benin. The man, several years out of undergrad, was astounded at the high numbers of women who had eating disorders while he was in school. My friend and I… Read More On eating disorders and the patriarchy
I love egg drop soup. It’s hard to find here, in Benin, although rumor has it that there’s one Chinese restaurant that has a passable version. Lucky for me, it’s dead simple to make and super-low calorie too. This may be the only soup recipe where I tell you to go ahead and use faux-broth… Read More Egg Drop Soup