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Panic Stations

So today I was planning to actually do some exercise, and get properly started. However, time was not on my side this morning as I rushed to get things sorted for my first day back at work after a fortnight off, and remembered that I'd be carting a load of stuff home that evening, which meant a gym visit straight from work was going to be impractical. Instead, I was going to have to take things a bit easier.

My mind often gets itself in a tizz when I have a lot of things I need to do, and it was doing that a lot today. My thoughts were between guilt-tripping myself that I still hadn't done anything in the gym yet, and that I wasn't even vaguely prepared for the week's meals despite yesterday's organisation. I also remembered that this weekend I have a trip away planned which means I've even less time to squeeze in all the things I planned to do, given it starts on Friday!

It took until very late in the afternoon for me to calm myself enough to make some decisions. Although I was originally thinking I'd go home from work and then go to the gym from there, I knew I was really too tired to do anything useful and that I'd be better off postponing and instead sorting out my meals a bit better. As part of the programme I need to do 50 pressups a day so I figured I'd give that a go, as at least it'd be something!


As you can see from the "after", it was quite hard work! My arms were shaking!

One of the things I do after going shopping is make a list of all the things in the fridge that have short dates, in ascending order, so that I can see what I need to eat first. Before I go away for the weekend I have some Bratwurst sausages, some mince beef, and some pork loin steaks. I know that I can freeze the sausages and the pork, so I decided to do something with the beef. But what? I make bolognaise quite often, and indeed have a few tubs of it sat in the freezer waiting to be used. I also make cottage pie frequently, but I'd bought some lamb mince with the idea of making Shepherd's Pie, so that didn't seem a good option either.

People on Twitter were mostly suggesting meatballs or burgers, and I did have an interesting link to some American site that had a cheese-filled meatloaf which did look tasty, but in the end I found my own recipe to adapt - a twist on Mac & Cheese.


Meaty Mac & Cheese

500g Minced Beef
450g Macaroni or Penne
2 cloves Garlic, crushed
225g chopped Onion
225g chopped Mixed Peppers
1 can chopped Tomatoes
1 jar Tomato & Onion sauce (or you can make your own with some passata, onion and herbs)
500g grated Cheddar
A sprinkle of Parsley

Brown the beef and onion and garlic in a pan.
Cook the pasta for about 3/4 of its stated cooking time.
Drain both of these.
In a large bowl, combine the pasta and the meat mixture with the peppers, tomatoes, sauce and parsley, plus half the cheese. Mix in well.
Pour into a baking dish and sprinkle the rest of the cheese over the top.
Bake for 35-40 mins at 190 degrees C.

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