I’m not one to make resolutions after New Years. I don’t believe I need a specific time of year to set goals, and many resolutions always seem so vague or unattainable: (“I will be a better ME” or “I will completely change my career path in one calendar year; find a man; and lose an entire human-worth of weight all in one calendar year”). I don’t like them. I especially don’t like the way I see them making people feel terrible about themselves come February/March. The weight that people said they would lose slowly crept up, not down. The novel someone was going to start writing has only materialized into doodles of flowers and smiley faces on a page. The resolutions seem to become the enemy of many who make them. What’s that? You’ll do better next year? Nope, resolutions are definitely not for me.
However; I do subscribe to trying to set attainable goals. Whenever you’re ready to tackle them. So that you have a purpose. Something to drive you forward in this life. But, as it were, I nearly gave up on this the past few months. Well, I guess not; but the goals weren’t really for my own self-fulfillment. I wanted to set up our house in a reasonable amount of time to make it live-able and our own. So we did. We even started painting within 6 weeks of moving in. I wanted our new dog to be a puppy, but at the same time listen to us to ensure her safety and our sanity were kept intact. It happened; she finished her first level of obedience classes this past week! But myself? I had nothing. Just. Get. By. I almost feel as though I’ve been running on fumes the past few months: Holidays; Nesting; Family visits; Raising Puppy; Work Overload. I’ve enjoyed every last minute of it, but focusing on everything else turned into me eating a ridiculous amount of junk food, drinking copious amounts of pop (dear lord, I have been downing nearly a soda a day…up from 0 a month before October), and absolutely no physical activity other than dog walks. And I’m finally feeling the effects of not taking care of myself. I am sluggish, and not sleeping properly. Yesterday I was wheezing after a 15 minute walk with Kona which ended in only a slight incline. My lungs hate me right now.
So last week, while I was menu planning, I tried to be more mindful of what we were going to be eating; with a goal of reducing all the junk we’ve been consuming, and increasing the amount of good-for-us foods. However, I had to start off slow. Ease our bodies back into our “healthy-ish” eating (because we will never be paleo or clean or vegan eaters in this household). I have a plan to “drop-the-pop” – but that will start after this weekend of course…I’m not going to go cold turkey. First Step this past week: eat more fish. (What happened? We used to eat fish nearly 2 times a week. December hit, and BAM! we gave it up for beef and pork and more beef. We rarely ate beef before … now we can’t get enough of it) So we finally ate salmon again. But just to be sure our bodies didn’t reject it as some sort of invader from the sea, I wrapped the salmon in pork. And our stomachs gracefully accepted.
Prosciutto Wrapped Salmon
2 tsp olive oil
2 tsp lemon juice
1 tsp lemon zest
1 tsp fresh thyme, chopped
1 small clove garlic, minced
1/4 tsp chili flakes
1/4 tsp salt
1/8 tsp pepper
2 6oz salmon filets
4 prosciutto slices
cooking spray or 1/2 tsp olive oil
Preheat oven to 450°F.
Combine first 8 ingredients (olive oil through pepper) in a small bowl. Spread the olive oil mixture over the two salmon fillets. Wrap each fillet with 2 slices of prosciutto.
Preheat an oven-safe, non-stick pan over medium-high heat. Spray with olive oil spray, or pour in the 1/2 tsp olive oil. Pan-fry the salmon for 2 minutes on each side. Place the pan in the oven, and finish the salmon in the oven for 5 minutes. Remove from oven and serve.
We ate this with Warm French Lentils from Ina Garten’s How Easy Is That?