I have had a really really bad couple of days with food. I could give a number of excuses and blame others for tempting me, but I know that I am the only person responsible for putting the crap in my mouth. So, let's start at the beginning.
Week 1 I went really well. I stuck to the food, did my 6 days of exercise and felt great for it... Then it became harder for some reason. I hadn't allowed myself to eat any chocolate for weeks, and I hadn't really missed it, so I figured, I'll get some of the 75% lindt chocolate that was allowed on the challenge.
And so began my slow spiral to tonights melt down.
I have already blogged about that chocolate and how I threw away what little was left as well as the other 3 blocks thinking that would be the end of it. Not so. I was still reaching for those bloody crackers in the afternoon at work. I'd gone back to having a coffee every morning but kept "forgetting" to include that in my calories for each day. My main meals were fine, but it was the snacks that were the problem. Throw in the fact that, after months at the gym, it took just 3 group training sessions to right royally screw my back up, making the gym just that more painful - (Not your fault Tina, I just need to work out what I can and can't do).
I was seeing very small amounts of weight loss on the scales so I could justify the crap I was eating, hearing the words "a little treat isn't bad for you", or "You should indulge yourself every now and again". And every loss counts right?
Fast forward to Saturday. Karen and I went on a bush walk at Mt Tibrogargan, and it was so much fun. I had a healthy breakfast (Avocado Toast with Smoked Salmon), took an apple and curried egg sandwich and burnt around 600 cals whilst doing something I loved, I felt like I had accomplished something. Like it was a turning point. Then I came home and plonked my butt on the couch... and ate at least 15 lindt chocolate balls (80 calories each). I had a glass of wine. Sure, the penang chicken and vegies I had for dinner was off of the Michelle Bridges approved recipes list, but the 2 mini bags of buttered pop corn weren't. I vowed that I wouldn't do it again.
I did it again the next day.
Monday came around, and those damn crackers were literally calling my name from the lunch room. I also had another 4 of the chocolates when I got home. Another vow not to repeat the same mistakes again today...
Not only did I make those mistakes, I surpassed them.
Work has been so stressful the past few weeks as being under staffed has really begun to take its toll on me. My back has been absolutely killing me and my hips have started now, I know I'm going to have to make a trip to my good friend Bec who is also my physiotherapist as I think my pelvis has twisted now :(. This has made it doubly hard at the gym. I still went both yesterday and today but the pain is pretty bad tonight and I probably won't be able to do much until I get back from Darwin and can get to the Physio, which adds to my depression tonight.
I made the mistake of going to the grocery store to buy snack foods after I finished at the gym and was hungry. But see, the pretzels are kept in the chips aisle... One of my worst addictions is Smiths plains potato chips, and I knew, when I took the single packet off the shelf that I was going to regret it. But I still did it. And see, the traffic was shit on the way home, took me 40 minutes to drive from Chermside to North Lakes, which is usually a 20 minute drive, but because it was raining, no one can bloody drive, so there I was, in my car, with pretzels, chips and museli bars. One pack of each later and I was a crying mess, I'd hit bottom, off the wagon.
And I had no one else to blame but myself.
I am going to Darwin this weekend and this is going to be the real challenge. I am NOT going to fall off the wagon again. I still have 2 months left on the challenge. Not only, STILL. I have every opportunity to come back from this. I am almost hoping that when I weigh myself in the morning, I put on weight as a way of telling myself that enough is enough. No more excuses.
I'm back baby, and I'm back for good!
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Tuesday, 19 June 2012
Week 3 Weigh In
Today is Weigh In Wednesday. I love the cutesy little things on this challenge, weigh in wednesday, super session saturday etc. I was naughty and weighed myself yesterday morning as well, so I wasn't too shocked this morning when I saw that I had only lost 300g since last weeks weigh in, bringing my weight loss total to 1kg since the challenge started.
Now, I am a little annoyed about this, however, I am very good at rationalising things (just ask Karen, we rationalise a lot of things together, makes it a lot better when you have someone to blurt out how you're feeling to and then sit down and work out 1) why you're feeling this way and 2) how the heck to fix it).
I have lost just under 6 kilos since we got back from Europe in September last year. Not a huge loss, but one I'm very happy with. When I was 18 and 19, I had an eating disorder. I went from 70kgs to 49kgs in just 6 months. I was also incredibly unhealthy and screwed up as all hell within myself. Apparently people I went to high school with thought that I'd developed cancer or something equally drastic, but in my mind, I looked fantastic and I could fit into clothes that my naturally slim friend could fit into. But she looked healthy. After awhile, I looked terrible, and when I hit 49kgs, I was the most depressed I have ever been in my life. Then my grandfather passed away and I took a good look at myself and realised what an idiot I was being. So I started eating again, without making myself sick after every meal.
Then the reverse happened. I went from 49kgs to 92kgs in a span of 3 years... I blame the fact that I had screwed up my metabolism, threw out my scales and was eating whole mud cakes from Coles in 3 days.
I've been struggling with weight ever since I was 18 years old. I'm now 28 and refuse to repeat the mistakes that I made back then.
So this time, when I see that I have lost 1kg in 2 and a half weeks, I look at the bigger picture. I focus on the fact that I have lost nearly 6kgs since October (not 21kgs in 6 months!). I focus on the fact that I am the healthiest I have been in a long time. I focus on the fact that I am happy. I focus on the fact that where once, this small amount of weight loss would have sent me into a spiral of depression and caused me to give up, turning to things like mud cake and other naughties, I instead focus on the chant we are all familiar with - "slow and steady wins the race". And it's very true.
10 years ago I lost 21kgs very very quickly, and look what it has done to my metabolism! I refuse to do that again and so now, that 6kgs looks like the best number in the world.
If I only find that I have lost 10kgs come October, then that's fine. It's still 10kgs.
Now, I am a little annoyed about this, however, I am very good at rationalising things (just ask Karen, we rationalise a lot of things together, makes it a lot better when you have someone to blurt out how you're feeling to and then sit down and work out 1) why you're feeling this way and 2) how the heck to fix it).
I have lost just under 6 kilos since we got back from Europe in September last year. Not a huge loss, but one I'm very happy with. When I was 18 and 19, I had an eating disorder. I went from 70kgs to 49kgs in just 6 months. I was also incredibly unhealthy and screwed up as all hell within myself. Apparently people I went to high school with thought that I'd developed cancer or something equally drastic, but in my mind, I looked fantastic and I could fit into clothes that my naturally slim friend could fit into. But she looked healthy. After awhile, I looked terrible, and when I hit 49kgs, I was the most depressed I have ever been in my life. Then my grandfather passed away and I took a good look at myself and realised what an idiot I was being. So I started eating again, without making myself sick after every meal.
Then the reverse happened. I went from 49kgs to 92kgs in a span of 3 years... I blame the fact that I had screwed up my metabolism, threw out my scales and was eating whole mud cakes from Coles in 3 days.
I've been struggling with weight ever since I was 18 years old. I'm now 28 and refuse to repeat the mistakes that I made back then.
So this time, when I see that I have lost 1kg in 2 and a half weeks, I look at the bigger picture. I focus on the fact that I have lost nearly 6kgs since October (not 21kgs in 6 months!). I focus on the fact that I am the healthiest I have been in a long time. I focus on the fact that I am happy. I focus on the fact that where once, this small amount of weight loss would have sent me into a spiral of depression and caused me to give up, turning to things like mud cake and other naughties, I instead focus on the chant we are all familiar with - "slow and steady wins the race". And it's very true.
10 years ago I lost 21kgs very very quickly, and look what it has done to my metabolism! I refuse to do that again and so now, that 6kgs looks like the best number in the world.
If I only find that I have lost 10kgs come October, then that's fine. It's still 10kgs.
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Today is the beginning of Week 3 on the challenge, and I am determined to get my motivation back.
Week 2 was not a good week. I was exhausted for no apparent reason for days, I was cranky for no apparent reason for days, had a headache and quite frankly began to lose sight of why I was doing this to myself. I went through almost an entire block of lindt 70% cocoa dark chocolate on Wednesday before realising that I just had to remove all chocolate from my 2 shelves in the pantry, so the 3 remaining blocks that I had waiting for me were promptly thrown out along with the 5 or 6 pieces left from that block I had consumed. We may be allowed a little bit of chocolate on the challenge, but apparently I have zero will power when I'm having a bad week, so it's just best to completely remove it from my diet. I wasn't struggling with hunger like I had been the week before (thank god!), but I had managed to find those crackers at work a few times all the same. I also skipped 2 days of exercise (Wednesday because I was home in bed with a massive headache and Friday because I'd had a difficult day and just wanted to go home).
I had always said I wasn't an emotional eater, and I wholly and soully believed that as well! Last week was definitely an eye opener for me. I had no particular reason to be feeling the way that I was feeling, aside from hormones, which I had also believed was not an issue for me, pfft... apparently I learnt a lot about myself last week! On Friday night, I fell off the wagon and ate turkish bread with dip (a lot of it), although I still managed to keep away from the bottle of wine that my best friend had cracked open. I'd also come to the realisation that I could no longer afford to keep living above my means and had to deal with the fact that I am very very broke and need to start repriotising my life, as I found out I'm going to have to find almost $1700 over the next few months to fix various things on my car (and yes, I still managed to stay away from that bottle of wine!).
I had thought that this challenge would be easy, that I would breeze through. I am learning the hard way that I really knew nothing about myself before now.
Now, onto the positives of last week (surprisingly I managed to find some!). Most importantly, I did not turn to the bottle of wine, that is definitely a positive, as I have managed to remain alcohol free through the challenge so far and am determined to keep it up! I had also discovered the Saturday before that I actually COULD do push ups on my toes, so I have now vowed to never go back to push ups on my knees again, and on the Saturday just past, I successfully did 2 laps of the oval where we do our group training sessions without having to stop and walk. I also pushed myself further than I have at previous sessions and felt great for it afterwards. And, drum roll please, I also discovered that I love almond milk, and when using it in cereals, teas and coffees, I no longer require any sugar! To me, this is possibly the most exciting thing out of the whole week!
So, my goals for this week. Do ALL 6 exercise sesssions (even if I am exhausted and in a foul mood), sort out my finances (because this is pretty much the source of all my bad moods and emotional ups and downs), and deal with the fact that I am always the one organsing to do things with everyone else, but rarely get invited to do stuff (another source of my emotions lately, and not something I want to go into here, but it is something that is causing me to turn to food in a way I had never noticed before... I really just need to stop looking at facebook, because it gives you a glimpse of everyone elses lives and makes you think yours sucks because you're not out partying every weekend, getting married, having babies, travelling the world... blah blah blah).
I will be in Darwin with 2 of my closest friends the weekend of the 4 week challenge, so my best friend and I are going hiking in the Glass House Mountains this Saturday instead, and I am surprised at how excited I am by this! I know I'm going to be sore and sorry on Sunday, but I'm excited! Who knows, it could lead to an exciting new hobby!
Week 2 was not a good week. I was exhausted for no apparent reason for days, I was cranky for no apparent reason for days, had a headache and quite frankly began to lose sight of why I was doing this to myself. I went through almost an entire block of lindt 70% cocoa dark chocolate on Wednesday before realising that I just had to remove all chocolate from my 2 shelves in the pantry, so the 3 remaining blocks that I had waiting for me were promptly thrown out along with the 5 or 6 pieces left from that block I had consumed. We may be allowed a little bit of chocolate on the challenge, but apparently I have zero will power when I'm having a bad week, so it's just best to completely remove it from my diet. I wasn't struggling with hunger like I had been the week before (thank god!), but I had managed to find those crackers at work a few times all the same. I also skipped 2 days of exercise (Wednesday because I was home in bed with a massive headache and Friday because I'd had a difficult day and just wanted to go home).
I had always said I wasn't an emotional eater, and I wholly and soully believed that as well! Last week was definitely an eye opener for me. I had no particular reason to be feeling the way that I was feeling, aside from hormones, which I had also believed was not an issue for me, pfft... apparently I learnt a lot about myself last week! On Friday night, I fell off the wagon and ate turkish bread with dip (a lot of it), although I still managed to keep away from the bottle of wine that my best friend had cracked open. I'd also come to the realisation that I could no longer afford to keep living above my means and had to deal with the fact that I am very very broke and need to start repriotising my life, as I found out I'm going to have to find almost $1700 over the next few months to fix various things on my car (and yes, I still managed to stay away from that bottle of wine!).
I had thought that this challenge would be easy, that I would breeze through. I am learning the hard way that I really knew nothing about myself before now.
Now, onto the positives of last week (surprisingly I managed to find some!). Most importantly, I did not turn to the bottle of wine, that is definitely a positive, as I have managed to remain alcohol free through the challenge so far and am determined to keep it up! I had also discovered the Saturday before that I actually COULD do push ups on my toes, so I have now vowed to never go back to push ups on my knees again, and on the Saturday just past, I successfully did 2 laps of the oval where we do our group training sessions without having to stop and walk. I also pushed myself further than I have at previous sessions and felt great for it afterwards. And, drum roll please, I also discovered that I love almond milk, and when using it in cereals, teas and coffees, I no longer require any sugar! To me, this is possibly the most exciting thing out of the whole week!
So, my goals for this week. Do ALL 6 exercise sesssions (even if I am exhausted and in a foul mood), sort out my finances (because this is pretty much the source of all my bad moods and emotional ups and downs), and deal with the fact that I am always the one organsing to do things with everyone else, but rarely get invited to do stuff (another source of my emotions lately, and not something I want to go into here, but it is something that is causing me to turn to food in a way I had never noticed before... I really just need to stop looking at facebook, because it gives you a glimpse of everyone elses lives and makes you think yours sucks because you're not out partying every weekend, getting married, having babies, travelling the world... blah blah blah).
I will be in Darwin with 2 of my closest friends the weekend of the 4 week challenge, so my best friend and I are going hiking in the Glass House Mountains this Saturday instead, and I am surprised at how excited I am by this! I know I'm going to be sore and sorry on Sunday, but I'm excited! Who knows, it could lead to an exciting new hobby!
Monday, 11 June 2012
Week 2 of the Challenge
I managed to lose a total of a kilo in the first week of the challenge, which I am so happy with! If I can keep that rate of loss up or increase even slightly I will be beyond happy, so now it's just a case of keeping up the level of commitment I have right now and not allow negative comments to bring me down :).
Well, yesterday was the start of the second week on the 12 week challenge. Being a public holiday, I started off with a bang, had a quick bite to eat before racing off to meet a friend at the gym for an hour of cardio, and felt wonderful afterwards. Then I went home and got started on what turned into a mammoth cooking session of epic proportions. Almost 6 hours of cooking later, and I was over the sight of food and suffering back pain and sore legs from standing non stop that entire time. I didn't have the most healthy dinner as I just couldn't muster the energy to eat anything more than a couple of slices of peanut butter on toast, but now I have a freezer that is packed full of goodies and don't have to prepare meals for at least another week and a half!
Today is going to be the real challenge though. I have woken up with a mammoth headache, am in a very grumpy mood and am tired beyond belief. I'll probably have the urge to have a nanna nap come mid afternoon (which won't happen as I am at work, sad to say). I've still got to go to the gym this afternoon to do a body pump class for todays toning session and I know that I'll go as I have pushed myself through this feeling many times lately as winter has set in.
A lot of people have sent me messages of encouragement via facebook when I have obsessively checked in, and today will be one of those days when those words of encouragement are the only reason that I go. The support and encouragement has meant more than a lot of you will ever know and I thank you for that. And if I'm annoying people with the check ins etc, I no longer care, you don't want to see it, hide it, it's quite simple really. I'm doing this for me and I'll be damned if I let others who don't have the same level of motivation or dedication to being the best they can be bring me down! *mini rant ended* don't even know where that came from, must be the exhaustion, but it's also how I feel :)
Well, yesterday was the start of the second week on the 12 week challenge. Being a public holiday, I started off with a bang, had a quick bite to eat before racing off to meet a friend at the gym for an hour of cardio, and felt wonderful afterwards. Then I went home and got started on what turned into a mammoth cooking session of epic proportions. Almost 6 hours of cooking later, and I was over the sight of food and suffering back pain and sore legs from standing non stop that entire time. I didn't have the most healthy dinner as I just couldn't muster the energy to eat anything more than a couple of slices of peanut butter on toast, but now I have a freezer that is packed full of goodies and don't have to prepare meals for at least another week and a half!
Today is going to be the real challenge though. I have woken up with a mammoth headache, am in a very grumpy mood and am tired beyond belief. I'll probably have the urge to have a nanna nap come mid afternoon (which won't happen as I am at work, sad to say). I've still got to go to the gym this afternoon to do a body pump class for todays toning session and I know that I'll go as I have pushed myself through this feeling many times lately as winter has set in.
A lot of people have sent me messages of encouragement via facebook when I have obsessively checked in, and today will be one of those days when those words of encouragement are the only reason that I go. The support and encouragement has meant more than a lot of you will ever know and I thank you for that. And if I'm annoying people with the check ins etc, I no longer care, you don't want to see it, hide it, it's quite simple really. I'm doing this for me and I'll be damned if I let others who don't have the same level of motivation or dedication to being the best they can be bring me down! *mini rant ended* don't even know where that came from, must be the exhaustion, but it's also how I feel :)
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
1st Weigh In!
Yesterday was not a great day for me on the challenge. I managed to get really down on myself because I ate those crackers, and then my workout didn't feel like I'd really accomplished anything, as I completed it quicker than what was laid out in the exercise plan. I still managed not to eat badly last night though, I had the beef and broccolini stir fry which was absolutely delicious and that managed to fill me up even though it looked like a tiny portion.
This morning I struggled to get out of bed, it was cold, dark and quite frankly I just didn't want to get up when that alarm went off. Then I remembered, with a heavy heart, that today was weigh in day, the first of 12 for this challenge. I just knew that those crackers were going to have made me put on at least a kilo. So I did what it says and made sure that I weighed myself after going to the bathroom and just before I got in the shower (in my birthday suit, that was just a bit nippy!). And I looked at the numbers... Looked again. Got off and back on the scales again... Surely that couldn't be right... I had already lost .6kg!
Suddenly the world doesn't seem so hard to face today! I know it's probably not good that my mood hinges on my weight, but I don't care. I have been struggling to get down from the weight that I was sitting on for months, and in 2 days on the challenge I have lost .6kg to bring myself to the lower half of the decade that I am sitting in (I am not going to tell anyone my weight on here, those who know don't believe me, but not ready to shout it out to the world - facebook - just yet, but let's just say I weighed "something" 5.3 on Monday morning and now I'm "something" 4.7).
Thank you Michelle Bridges, you've finally helped me to see that it is possible to get away from "something" 5 without an emotional upheaval that causes me to stop eating! I will lose those 10 kilos I'm aiming for by the end of this challenge and will continue on past that. This is m promise to myself and everyone around me!
This morning I struggled to get out of bed, it was cold, dark and quite frankly I just didn't want to get up when that alarm went off. Then I remembered, with a heavy heart, that today was weigh in day, the first of 12 for this challenge. I just knew that those crackers were going to have made me put on at least a kilo. So I did what it says and made sure that I weighed myself after going to the bathroom and just before I got in the shower (in my birthday suit, that was just a bit nippy!). And I looked at the numbers... Looked again. Got off and back on the scales again... Surely that couldn't be right... I had already lost .6kg!
Suddenly the world doesn't seem so hard to face today! I know it's probably not good that my mood hinges on my weight, but I don't care. I have been struggling to get down from the weight that I was sitting on for months, and in 2 days on the challenge I have lost .6kg to bring myself to the lower half of the decade that I am sitting in (I am not going to tell anyone my weight on here, those who know don't believe me, but not ready to shout it out to the world - facebook - just yet, but let's just say I weighed "something" 5.3 on Monday morning and now I'm "something" 4.7).
Thank you Michelle Bridges, you've finally helped me to see that it is possible to get away from "something" 5 without an emotional upheaval that causes me to stop eating! I will lose those 10 kilos I'm aiming for by the end of this challenge and will continue on past that. This is m promise to myself and everyone around me!
Monday, 4 June 2012
Time to be honest and get real with myself
So, I honestly thought I wouldn't have to do this, that I would be one of those people who started the challenge and realised that I'd actually been doing well before and wouldn't have to adjust... pfft!
Yesterday was OK, although I was absolutely famished before, during and after the gym workout that I did and was concerned that my dinner would not be enough, but I didn't over eat and I didn't give in.
Today however, I was starving by lunch time and pretty much inhaled my turkey wrap. On the front of the meal plan for the turkey wrap it says that it is 333 cals, however, when I was looking over the menu at lunch time, I realised it's actually 265 cals on the recipe, so I got very excited and devoured around 10 crackers... I'm so disappointed in myself as those crackers that are in the office were the one thing I was adamant not to touch once the challenge started, it's only day 2 and I've already cracked
I don't do hunger well, I become grumpy, irritable and not so much fun to be around.
I had thought I'd been eating well before the challenge because I rarely ate chocolate and I don't eat fast food etc... But obviously my portions sizes were much bigger and that is why I wasn't seeing any results.
I think this is my get real moment
I'm back on the wagon now, but my calories are going to be over tonight, good thing I'm off to a body pump class after work, that will make me slightly less guilty!
Yesterday was OK, although I was absolutely famished before, during and after the gym workout that I did and was concerned that my dinner would not be enough, but I didn't over eat and I didn't give in.
Today however, I was starving by lunch time and pretty much inhaled my turkey wrap. On the front of the meal plan for the turkey wrap it says that it is 333 cals, however, when I was looking over the menu at lunch time, I realised it's actually 265 cals on the recipe, so I got very excited and devoured around 10 crackers... I'm so disappointed in myself as those crackers that are in the office were the one thing I was adamant not to touch once the challenge started, it's only day 2 and I've already cracked
I don't do hunger well, I become grumpy, irritable and not so much fun to be around. I had thought I'd been eating well before the challenge because I rarely ate chocolate and I don't eat fast food etc... But obviously my portions sizes were much bigger and that is why I wasn't seeing any results.
I think this is my get real moment
I'm back on the wagon now, but my calories are going to be over tonight, good thing I'm off to a body pump class after work, that will make me slightly less guilty!
Sunday, 3 June 2012
Eating Healthy vs Not Eating Healthy
I have woken up exhausted this morning. Not the best start to the 12 week challenge. But when I look at the crap that I ate over the weekend, is it any wonder that I'm sluggish today?
You read all the time about how eating bad food causes you to have less energy and feel like crap, but until you start eating clean and then have a couple of days of not doing so well, that's when you really notice the difference.
For some reason, when I spend my weekends at home, I tend to want to eat bad food. I know there is probably some psychological explanation, but whatever the reason, I need to work on that. Saturday morning I did my first boot camp to start off my Super Saturday Sessions that are part of the challenge. And as much as it hurt like hell, I felt great afterwards. I went and bought the last of the food I needed to start the challenge (meat and vege etc), and the grocery items I ordered were delivered in the afternoon, which was very exciting. I have planned my weekends out so that I will spend at least some part of every sunday cooking up a storm so that I have all my foods ready for the week. This is to stop me over eating when I get home from the gym and am so hungry that I try to eat more than I should.
Saturday afternoon was fine, I had a bowl of plain popcorn that I popped myself in the machine, and this is a healthy snack, which wasn't so bad. Then Saturday night my sister came over for dinner, so I made Pad Thai from a packet mix. Probably not the healthiest of meals but I don't agree with throwing things out and I had the mix in the cupboard. This was then followed by two small handfuls of m&m's... which was not a good idea as I have not consumed any chocolate since Sydney, and it tasted too rich and made me feel a little ill...
Sunday morning came around and I had decided to start eating from the challenge meal plan as I now had all the food, so I had the Apple Porridge, which ended up being a huge effort to make (do you know how hard it is to grate an apple?! I sure as hell didn't, and it wasn't fun, took way too long and ended up eating cold porridge). Then I started cooking, and it all smelt so good! I cooked up the Beef and Broccolini Stir Fry, the Vietnamese Beef Noodle Soup and the Beef Fajitas. I then took a break to sit down cause that all took me 3 hours and I was buggered. In that time I consumed some left over Pad Thai. Then I made my lunches for the week (pretty straight forward, I'm having the turkey wraps 4 days in a row). And for some reason, I decided I just had to use up the last of the cheese in the fridge so I made a pizza for a snack... Really shouldn't have, because then I was not that hungry when it came time to eat my awesome Vietnamese Beef Noodle Soup, but I still really wanted those cruskits with jam for a snack later in the evening. I know it doesn't sound that bad, I didn't gourge myself on chocolate or chips, and I didn't have any fast food, but it was enough to leave me feeling like I've been hit by a truck today.
So, I've learnt yet another valuable lesson (2 if you count that it's hard to grate apples!). It's OK to throw out foods rather than eating them just to get them out of the fridge. Bad food effects my body in ways that make it hard to get going in the morning. All those years I thought there was something wrong with me when I was waking up tired when there was just a simple answer... Stop eating CRAP!
The challenge started this morning, my breakfast was the Banana Bruschetta with a cup of tea. Followed by a snack of Light Cruskits with vegemite and a hard boiled egg. I don't feel like this is a challenge at all and I'm loving the food and the exercise. Bring it!
You read all the time about how eating bad food causes you to have less energy and feel like crap, but until you start eating clean and then have a couple of days of not doing so well, that's when you really notice the difference.
For some reason, when I spend my weekends at home, I tend to want to eat bad food. I know there is probably some psychological explanation, but whatever the reason, I need to work on that. Saturday morning I did my first boot camp to start off my Super Saturday Sessions that are part of the challenge. And as much as it hurt like hell, I felt great afterwards. I went and bought the last of the food I needed to start the challenge (meat and vege etc), and the grocery items I ordered were delivered in the afternoon, which was very exciting. I have planned my weekends out so that I will spend at least some part of every sunday cooking up a storm so that I have all my foods ready for the week. This is to stop me over eating when I get home from the gym and am so hungry that I try to eat more than I should.
Saturday afternoon was fine, I had a bowl of plain popcorn that I popped myself in the machine, and this is a healthy snack, which wasn't so bad. Then Saturday night my sister came over for dinner, so I made Pad Thai from a packet mix. Probably not the healthiest of meals but I don't agree with throwing things out and I had the mix in the cupboard. This was then followed by two small handfuls of m&m's... which was not a good idea as I have not consumed any chocolate since Sydney, and it tasted too rich and made me feel a little ill...
Sunday morning came around and I had decided to start eating from the challenge meal plan as I now had all the food, so I had the Apple Porridge, which ended up being a huge effort to make (do you know how hard it is to grate an apple?! I sure as hell didn't, and it wasn't fun, took way too long and ended up eating cold porridge). Then I started cooking, and it all smelt so good! I cooked up the Beef and Broccolini Stir Fry, the Vietnamese Beef Noodle Soup and the Beef Fajitas. I then took a break to sit down cause that all took me 3 hours and I was buggered. In that time I consumed some left over Pad Thai. Then I made my lunches for the week (pretty straight forward, I'm having the turkey wraps 4 days in a row). And for some reason, I decided I just had to use up the last of the cheese in the fridge so I made a pizza for a snack... Really shouldn't have, because then I was not that hungry when it came time to eat my awesome Vietnamese Beef Noodle Soup, but I still really wanted those cruskits with jam for a snack later in the evening. I know it doesn't sound that bad, I didn't gourge myself on chocolate or chips, and I didn't have any fast food, but it was enough to leave me feeling like I've been hit by a truck today.
So, I've learnt yet another valuable lesson (2 if you count that it's hard to grate apples!). It's OK to throw out foods rather than eating them just to get them out of the fridge. Bad food effects my body in ways that make it hard to get going in the morning. All those years I thought there was something wrong with me when I was waking up tired when there was just a simple answer... Stop eating CRAP!
The challenge started this morning, my breakfast was the Banana Bruschetta with a cup of tea. Followed by a snack of Light Cruskits with vegemite and a hard boiled egg. I don't feel like this is a challenge at all and I'm loving the food and the exercise. Bring it!
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