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Friday, December 3, 2010

Estrogen Pizza

Time for the traditional Thursday Night Pizza Night recap.  I really wish that I could tell you that this tradition is Billy's idea but it is not.


Billy, "We should have leftover vegetable soup tonight, it is really good."

I run into the bedroom crying.

Me, "Do you even know me anymore?  I look forward to Thursday Night pizza all week long, and last week we missed it for stupid Thanksgiving foods."

Billy hugs me and wonders how much crazy estrogen is flowing through my veins at that moment.

Okay, I tend to exaggerate a tad bit and this isn't exactly how tonight went but to be honest I get emotional very easily about things like, 'Pizza Night.'

Janae=slightly crazy          Billy=Rational and supportive


I used our favorite pizza dough recipe and topped my half with the following....

-Olive oil and garlic


-Feta and Mozzarella cheese

-Tomatoes and zucchini

-Pizza seasoning

Try it now.

Work-out this morning:

Math Equation for the Day.....

+60 minutes stair-climber intervals

+30 minutes elliptical intervals

+10 minutes abs

= The right to lower your estrogen level blood content by eating large amounts of sugar in the form of Mama Pea's Snickerdoodle Dough Balls.



They are vegan so it is perfectly okay to eat half the dough while you are making them.  Not like I know.

Do you have a certain meal that you have every week?

-Pizza Thursday nights, it is kind of sacred.

Girls, what was the last estrogen crazy thing that you did?

-Crying over the fact that I didn't get a chance to workout on Thanksgiving.  It is crazy how in the moment it seems like it is really a big deal and then when you look back you realize that you are a moron and that there are a lot bigger problems in the world. Those hormones do crazy things I tell ya.


At December 3, 2010 at 5:26 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I cry about EVERYTHING. The other night I cried to Johnny about how my pants don't fit and he doesn't care. Oh boy... lower the hormones please.

I have big plans to make those snickerdoodle cookie dough balls this weekend! I'm pumped!!

At December 3, 2010 at 5:31 AM , Blogger Lindsay and James Cotter said...

haha, this totally sounds like me and my hubs. I don't cry that often but when I do its a huge SOB fest! I've cried over spilled milk, literally!
I love a good homemade pizza, that one looks divine. Hope your friday is estrogenLESS.

At December 3, 2010 at 5:36 AM , Blogger Keri said...

HAHA I'm glad I'm not the only one...I cry over ridiculous things all the time. The last time was over not being able to run although I maintain that was not a ridiculous cry :) Crying beats getting angry and yelling though so our men should be happy about that...

At December 3, 2010 at 5:59 AM , Blogger C2Iowa said...

I have to stop following your blog - the pics always make me hungry!!!

I never repeat meals during one week. Variety, variety, variety.

At December 3, 2010 at 6:24 AM , Blogger Running and living said...

You are killing me with how nice all your food is arranged. I admit, I am not a foodie and I speed through my meals to get to whatever I have to do next...

At December 3, 2010 at 6:35 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have been wanting to try the snickerdoodle dough balls! Now I must!

Gosh I cry about ridiculous stuff, but I can't remember what the last ridiculous thing was. Not too long ago I spent the day making a framed chalkboard with my bf's mom, and when I went to put it in the frame the dang thing shattered to pieces. I couldn't believe I was crying over broken glass! Ha!

At December 3, 2010 at 6:44 AM , Blogger LindseyAnn said...

If I was promised pizza and thought I wasn't going to get it, I would cry, too!
Brandon (the bf) and I haven't really set up weekly meal traditions yet, but at home, we have pizza Fridays. That is sacred, and usually only interrupted due to holidays. I miss it, but with our schedules right now (and college hockey games), it's hard to set that kind of thing up.
I hope that pizza tasted as good as it looks! :D

At December 3, 2010 at 6:47 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh man, those snickerdoodle cookie dough balls have been on my To-Bake list for far too long...!
Haha the last estrogen crazy thing I did was cry because I'd run out of dark chocolate! But don't worry, a quick trip out soon resolved that catastrophe though! :P

At December 3, 2010 at 6:57 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like the idea of Pizza Thursday..might have to start that tradition in my family!!!!!!
Oh and just the other day I cried simply because I woke up and my whole schedule was thrown off because I slept it about 30 min. Exaggerated? Definitely.

At December 3, 2010 at 7:05 AM , Blogger misszippy said...

The pizza and the cookies look sooo good! I tend to be an estrogen bi$%@, not a cryer, so look out around my house when the hormones are cranked up!

At December 3, 2010 at 7:27 AM , Blogger Gracie (Complicated Day) said...

I love vegetable pizza, but I'd have to leave the zucchini out (painful memories of too much garden produce and zucchini 5 days a week surface...).

At December 3, 2010 at 7:46 AM , Blogger J said...

Yum pizza! We were supposed to have pizza last night but when I got home, there was sausage made instead. Yuk. So I suffered through it and ate it cause that was all there way. Maybe next week I will get my pizza!

At December 3, 2010 at 7:54 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Woohooo! Pizza night here tonight! I'm going to be 40 I'm running out of estrogen...

At December 3, 2010 at 8:11 AM , Blogger Kirstie said...

Pizza is normally a friday night thing because neither of us feel like cooking so we order out. When we meet up with our running group for a run or yoga, Chipotle usually follows and that's Tuesday or Thursday's.

At December 3, 2010 at 8:20 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmmm,... cookie dough!!!

I go through phases where I will cry over anything and everything. I was once home visiting and my brother walked into the kitchen to find me sobbing on the floor holding a tub of icecream... Why was I crying? no clean spoons. I think I scarred him for life.

At December 3, 2010 at 8:57 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Falafel Thursdays at my school! I LOVE it, and am so sad if I miss it

At December 3, 2010 at 9:16 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I totally sympathize with you - men have such calm heads sometimes.

Your pizza looks delicious, I love pizza night too!

I cry at the holiday commercials - I don't care if it's for cleaning products. I'm a mess.

At December 3, 2010 at 9:27 AM , Blogger Amanda@runninghood said...

pizza night almost every Friday. My husband makes the BEST pizza ever! He rolls out the dough with the kids on the counter and it is so cute..they have a tradition of making pizza together. Then the girls get their own pizza to decorate and they usually make some kind of face with the toppings. :) For our pizza we have olives, mushrooms, sun dried tom, artichoke hearts, onions, garlic....the Works! Love love love it.

Girl, you just wait until your preggo and then see how much you cry! Ha! :) My emotions are nothing compared to when I'm prego or just had a baby. :) Tell Billy to watch out! :)

At December 3, 2010 at 9:45 AM , Blogger Jen said...

You know it's bad when you cry over baby food commercials.
That pizza looks divine. I'm going to make it tonight and make everyone suffer with the veggies!
So, since I'm new... what's this knee injury all about? You run an awesome marathon, PR, and are injured? What would you be like under normal circumstances?!!!

At December 3, 2010 at 10:14 AM , Blogger Jess @ Blonde Ponytail said...

Your pizza looks so colorful, healthy and tasty! Makes me want to incorporate a weekly pizza night!

Your stamina floors me! 60 min on the stair climber---intervals?!!!

At December 3, 2010 at 11:18 AM , Blogger giraffy said...

Oh, pizza night... I miss you. I haven't made pizza all week, and I'm so sad :(.

I was soooo crazy while I was pregnant, my H told me after the second one, he would leave me if I ever got pregnant again. I used to call him at work (I was a SAHM then), and ask him to come home. For no reason. Just because. And when he wouldn't, I would FLIP OUT. Madness.

At December 3, 2010 at 12:22 PM , Blogger Amanda@runninghood said...

I'll totally post his pizza recipe sometime! :) Oh, and thanks for the Garmin advice!

At December 3, 2010 at 1:19 PM , Blogger ERG said...

Those are all my favorite pizza toppings (also turkey pepperoni) ! I love my homemade pizza crusts. I always sneak some ground flax (he he) into the dough.

Negative splits sometimes..I really haven't raced that much, though. It's easy to do if you don't go out hard enough to start with, or line up in the middle of the pack instead of the front. =D
+700 points for good training questions!

At December 3, 2010 at 1:37 PM , Blogger Shannon said...

I keep wanting to try and make pizza! Yours looks so good!!!

At December 3, 2010 at 1:48 PM , Blogger erika said...

Oh I have definitely had those moments!

And yes, the great joy of vegan baking is eating the dough without fear of salmonella :)

At December 3, 2010 at 2:10 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, I tear-up easily. When I'm happy, sad, mad, you name it. And my Billy is wonderfully rational and supportive as well. We're blessed with those guys!

We've been having pizza Fridays during training and I think we'll keep it up. <3

At December 3, 2010 at 3:51 PM , Blogger Alycia (Crowley Party) said...

Just found your blog. four words. I AM IN LOVE.

At December 3, 2010 at 4:50 PM , Blogger A Big Little Life said...

I love this post. I am also relieved to know that I am not the only woman who battles estrogen levels and overall hysterical-ness on a regular basis.
I cry every single time I see an SPCA commercial with the homeless dogs.

At December 3, 2010 at 8:27 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I really wanted steel cut oats so I made some, you know they take 45 minutes if you haven't soaked them. Well, by the time they were finished my husband starting talking to me and I grabbed what I thought was cinnamon. Dumped a whole bunch on my oats and then realized...

it was the cayenne pepper. I just stood in the kitchen and cried. Oh yes I did.


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