yes… guess what i got. yesss on my birthday… yess food poisoning. and yessss I do regret wishing for it.
1. it was painful.
2. it broke me off paleo
now i have lost my momentum and I’m fighting to chase the wagon down and get back on it. It’s not over. Tomorrow we get back on that wagon. I have a game plan and I will implement.
good news: went to crossfit today. bad news: dry heaved a little. probably because I haven’t eaten in the last 2 days and the only other thing I had before the work out was Taco Bell. I know. I know. You don’t have to scold me.
Not all is lost! One thing I have learned recently is to not make excuses. I may have stumbled but I don’t have to wait until Monday, which always seems to be the magical day to start changes, diets, resolutions… I shall start right now! … by going to be early!
Today marks the 7th day of my 60 day challenge. 1 week down. 7 more to do.
This weekend, however, will probably be the hardest. I have already stumbled once. not going to lie, I’m a little ashamed.
Last night my bf decided that he wanted to go to a local seafood buffet.Sure why not? I have been so good and so strong since day 1 that I’m sure I can find something paleo to eat there. I mean … its a SEAFOOD buffet. I can eat seafood~! We walk into the restaurant and get seated.Got our drink orders taken. We look at each other… and up we go. As any experienced buffet eaters (if you did not know, I am a pro buffet eater) I first walk all of the stations scoping out what is available. In my head i’m doing checks. Not paleo. Not paleo, paleo. Not paleo. Not paleo. Not paleo. ehhhhh… kinda paleo. Not paleo. Not paleo…. OH SHIT. . this may be harder than you thought. Quickly! Get a plate and load it up with salad! I grab a plate. Salad. paleo. Hard boiled egg from salad bar. Paleo. cocktail shrimp. Paleo. Sashimi! Definitely paleo. I grab half a plate full of sashimi and head back to my table. Of course my bf gets back right about the same time. And oh man does he have some yummy food on his plate. I polish off my plate of food and of course go back for seconds.
This is where the epic internal battle begins. You have been so good. Don’t fail. But…. I have been so good…I should be able to have a little. NO! DO NOT GIVE IN. But I can’t have any of the good stuff here… YOU DONT NEED IT. But I kinda want it… plus its my Birthday weekend! Yes ladies and gentlemen, it is my birthday weekend. FINE we compromise. You can’t get anything with cheese or something that is all grain. DONE. And that’s where I slipped. Although I did not eat any of the rice, noodles, pastas, or anything else with cheese.. I still failed.
The worst part? The food wasn’t even that good. I succumbed into temptation for shitty food. God do I feel stupid. PLUS i’m sure the quality of the food was terrible. I mean I had a headache, my stomach was upset, and I was emotionally traumatized. urg. so disgusted with my self. GOD I hope I get food poisoning or diarrhea. I mean who does that… who wants food poisoning or diarrhea. I do. I want that crap out! I’m having a juice for breakfast. And that is what I did. I made myself a huge glass of juice this morning. The good food and the bad food are waging a war in my stomach right now.
This morning I struggled to wake up. And when I finally dragged my dead corpse out of bed, I had a raging headache. Feeling that it was already going to be a shitty day, I decided to step on the scale. I mean.. really.. how bad can it be? But, it was actually my first ray of sunshine today. 174.6! BOO YEAH! Lost 3 pounds. Okay okay, don’t get too excited… maybe there is a pair of dirty panties underneath the scale giving you a little boost. Checked underneath the scale. No pantie. Score! Okay … one more weigh-in just to be doubly sure. 174.6 YUP. Lost 3 pounds. SUCCESS! For now.
My first thought….it can’t possibly be the paleo already.. it’s only been 2 days. Either way, I am motivated. But I know me… once I see the weight start coming off, I start making excuses in my head. Oh but you lost 3 pounds! You can totally get away with this amazing fish taco… and yes of course you deserve the mexican rice and beans and chips and soda. I refuse to play that game with myself. I SHALL NOT BACK DOWN. I will NOT reward myself with food. Food is not a reward! If I need a reward, I can go spend the $20 I would have spent at dinner on a pair of new work out pants. That way I can attempt to look cute while grunting, panting, and sweating during crossfit.
Speaking of which… I made it to crossfit today. Heck yea! Pat on the back for me. After a physically demanding 10 hour day at work and adjusting to paleo, I still made it to the 6:30 class. It wasn’t pretty.. but I was there and I pushed hard. My trainer said to us tonight “today is a special day… well we all know. let’s not talk about it. But during your work out tonight, I want you to think about it. Tonight, it’s not about you, It’s about someone else. Think about someone else, give it your all, push hard, and don’t stop.”