It’s OK to eat the peanut butter with added sugar

I’m back at my MOST FAVORITE coffee shop this morning, as we settle into yet another new routine and let the working crew finish the final touches on the house. Because we don’t own a microwave yet (survived without one for two years, actually, but our new kitchen has a dedicated microwave nook), and our stove isn’t hooked up yet, and our fridge only kind of works, I’m enjoying breakfast here, at the coffee shop.

I ordered a plain bagel with peanut butter.

A little container of JIF peanut butter was packed into my brown bag, alongside the toasted bagel. I…

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Why I’m a Body-Positive Running Coach (and Dietitian)

I identify as a weight-neutral, or body-positive dietitian. I don’t prescribe, or believe in diets (which seems to garner a lot of questions), and try to help other dietitians and dietetic interns adopt this approach to their nutrition practice. But until this week, I hadn’t thought about how these philosophies translate to my run coaching. Now I know: I’m most definitely a body-positive running coach–which was pointed out to me by one of our Fit Fueling participants, interested in working toward some new running goals.

What is an Anti-Diet Dietitian?

Pro tip for my fellow coaches and RDs:…

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With food freedom I’ve rediscovered this baked sausage pasta dish

I played soccer in high school. Before every home game, one of our parents hosted a dinner party for the team. I remember eating chicken enchiladas until I felt like my stomach might burst. I remember brisket sandwiches that taught me what “pulled brisket” is. And I remember sitting on my parents’ deck, with a plate full of one of my mom’s go-to recipes—a baked sausage pasta, with tomatoes and lots of cheese.

The original recipe came from a Cooking Light issue, but after a few takes, we knew it by heart. With three kids playing sports, all in middle…

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Feeling cold? Let’s warm you up

I kept turning the air down (up?) in many attempts to cool off during our long road trip this weekend. I was on the “sunny side” of the car, but also, I’m carrying a high blood volume and another human right now. So, even when it’s less than forty degrees outside of this car, I’m running warm most of the time. (Wearing compression socks may also be a factor in this specific anecdote.) But I remember a time when that was never the case.

Going to college in central Pennsylvania and losing weight rapidly (as the result of…

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“I hate when someone comments on what I’m eating.”

Aside from the cross-country travel and general unpleasantness of being in an airport during the days before and after, I never considered holidays, or the feasts that accompany them, stressful. I knew what to expect, and could plan for, or around, all the food. I thought I “enjoyed” what I wanted to, and I “didn’t like” most of those traditional holiday foods, anyway.

Actually, I ate what felt safe and what would protect me from judgment. I ate enough so as to not draw attention to my plate, and just the right amount to satisfy both my ego and…

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