Water intake is huge, I’m getting way more in touch with my thirst (versus hunger) than I ever have before.
My energy levels have completely evened out and I’m adjusted to grazing throughout the day instead of eating three to five smaller meals.
I’ve been weighing myself a bit too much (as in every single morning) but the scale continues to be my friend and is showing off my hard work by revealing a number each time that is smaller than the day before. However, I know being number obessed isn’t healthy, so I promise not to weigh myself again until next Wednesday. In fact, knowing that I’m not going to weigh myself for that many days in a row is kind of exciting! Who knows what number will pop up?! Not me! It could be anything!(Anything lower than it was this morning, that is, because I am absolutely going to keep this up!!)
Yesterday I did my ab workout but instead of doing 10 reps of each move, I bumped it up to 15. Because I’m badass like that.
Today after work I’m going to do cardio for the first time since being Paleo CookingCaveman style. My energy is good enough that I feel confident in my ability to do so. Before this, I felt too weak or lightheaded to attempt cardio - but today it ison like donkey kong.
A bit of honesty here: over the last eight months I slowly was gaining weight. And gaining. And gaining. A teeny bit one week. A teeny bit more another week… until I put back on almost all that I originally lost.
I wasn’t happy this was happening, as it was happening. And I could see it was happening in the way my body was slowly changing but I couldn’t find the willpower to stop it. Food is SO good, people, and I am really and truly a foodie.
But why was it that suddenly I was gaining when I had previously been able to balance eating good food and still lose weight? I had to ask myself.
One reason was that I got distracted. I was so happy in my love life (still am, thankyouverymuch), family life and incredibly busy with my new career. I was indulging left and right, a glass of wine here, an office lunch a few times a week, Belgian french fries at this new ohsofantastic restaurant that opened downtown, and of course date nights with my love that included bread baskets happened, too. I felt I looked curvy and great (and I still do… I just don’t feel my very best).
But mainly it was because I was tired of friends and family who read this blog mostly talking to me about weight-related issues when we’d hang out. (I’m not an expert, honestly. And this isn’t my only hobby. I just read, researched for myself and applied some stuff… and it happened to work!)
Upon recent reflection, I realize that I sabotoged myself so that I would no longer be the “go to” person. I don’t like that much attention to be paid to me. I don’t have all the answers and no matter what I do I can’t motivate anyone who doesn’t want to be motivated. I got tired of giving advice to people who then didn’t apply it but had the nerve to complain to me about how my advice wasn’t working. It was exasperating trying to solve their dilemmas when I was still struggling with the day-to-day balance for myself.
I was beginning to feel responsible for other people’s successes or failures - and I shouldn’t. I can’t. I can’t take on the world’s problems like they are my own. I realize that this is my weakness, and not the fault of others, and that I shoulder more blame than I should in many areas of my life - but that’s been me so far and the only way to break patterns is to address them.
I know now that I can only truly better myself. So that’s what’s happening this time around. I’m re-applying myself with a specific goal and a specific time frame in mind and I’m focusing on ME. I’ve got to motivate myself however I feel is best. Whether that is pictures of women’s bodies I think are beautiful, reading articles I find helpful, seeing a quote that epitomizes how I feel that day - it doesn’t matter.
I’m not doing this for you - I’m doing this for me - and after just a week and a half of focus I’m already on fire!
That’s all I can think about as I suck down my water. Shrink a little, ginormous Stomach, just a little. All you ever want to do is eat eat eat everything in sight.
I’m not even hungry - I just want to eat!
But at least I have an amazing dinner waiting for me tonight: a simmering pot of Mexican chicken and red chilis that have been slow-cooking all day. I’d love to share the recipe, but it’s not mine: it’s Chippy’s. Oh, and rice. And homemade tortillas. And possibly squash.
For those of you who are interested, I’m “going” Paleo the way CookingCaveman did when he started. I’m not going to go into it too much because I’m no expert but if you’re interested, go ahead and ask him about it - he’s happy to share his knowledge.
And CookingCaveman: I’m so looking forward to my FEAST tonight!!
Ever since one of my favy-faves Joanna (holla-at-chu-girl) wrote about using coconut oil on her skin, I’ve been thinking damn, I need to do that.
So on Sunday night, for the first time, I did.
I’ve never mentioned this before but I suffer from psoriasis, mainly on my hairline but also sometimes onto my temples. After one night of using 100% organic virgin coconut oil on my skin, the symptoms of my psoriasis are gone. Not sort-of gone. Not easing. Not healing. My symptoms are GONE.
After two nights, the skin on my face feels like a baby’s butt (sans diaper rash). So smooth!
As a lover of all things coconut, I can’t get over how good it smells and how great it feels on my skin! Oh, and at $8.99 for a jar of it at Trader Joes, the price can’t be beat. I don’t mean to get all “buy this miracle product" on you, but you’ve got to try this for yourself!
I can’t wait to slather my entire body in coconut oil just to see what happens. In fact, I think that’ll be my project tonight.
Two pieces of fruit a day is fine, even if you want to lose weight. Don't worry about counting carbs, protein, calories, etc, just eat when you're hungry and stop when you're full. But the only way to get the insanely amazing results on paleo is to eat organic. Pesticides, chemical plant food, antibiotics, growth hormones, etc, found in non-organic food will slow down your weight loss. For faster results, don't graze, eat one big meal at night, and fast until dinner time the next night.
Thanks for the tips, Caveman!
Fasting is definitely not for me (I seriously don’t know how anyone does that. I wake up wanting to eat an entire cow each morning.) but I appreciate the reminder about going all organic. I also appreciated your comment on my post about not eating “low fat” and instead going for the full fat, so long as it is from grassfed organic meat.
I am looking to drop a few pounds so I’m trying not to eat too many nuts and am avoiding dried fruit and even sweet potatoes at this juncture (even though some people say they are Paleo). Mainly I want to be eating fresh fruits and veggies along with lean protein every day for every meal. I know I can do it, especially with recipes I’ve found on blogs like yours.
The one thing I’m going to eat that’s not Paleo is naturally fermented foods, like Kimchi. They are excellent for digestive health and I’m absolutely certain that a Caveman could have created it with what was available back then. Store bought pickles in vinegar, though: no. Only naturally fermented foods.
If you have any more tips PLEASE send them my way!!
My energy has been on the low side the past few days since I started Paleo, as I mentioned yesterday. Based on the feedback a few of you sent my way - this is to be expected, since my body is now learning to use it’s own fat as fuel versus the carbs and fats that were in my usual meals.
Cool. I can get with that.
So here’s my intake for the day so far, as well as my planned intake for the rest of day. Please keep in mind that I will be doing an hour and a half long hike after work, so I’ll be eating a little more today than on most days. Also, don’t tell me I need to cut down on fruit. I know I do but it’s day 4 of Paleo and fruit is a better choice than pretzles. Or bread. Or cheese. Or tortilla chips. So just leave that alone for now.
Breakfast at 7:30 AM: two small homemade lowfat beef meatballs (no breadcrumbs in the recipe). Snack at 9:00 AM: tangello Snack at 10:30 AM: 12 raw almonds Lunch at 1:00 PM: slow cooked beef (neck bones - delicious!) with broccoli. Snack at 3:30 PM: banana, microwaved for 30 seconds. I DIE. Dinner at 8:30 PM: leftover oven roasted chicken breast and steamed beets with fresh tomatoes and 1/2 avocado.
And water. Buttloads of water. 100 oz is the goal. Every. Single. Day.
How does that look to you Paleo eaters? Am I too low on protein? Should I be eating more hard boiled eggs or something?
I’m tired. Day three of Paleo and I’m definitely feeling the difficult part coming in.
Like, my energy. Where’d that go? When I get home I’m starving. Like I-don’t-care-if-that’s-Paleo-put-it-in-my-mouth starving. I’ve mildly cheated in those moments (expensive triple crème cheese, I’m looking at you. Why did I start Paleo when I have that in the fridge again? Oh, that’s right: BIKINI SEASON IS QUICKLY APPROACHING, thats why.) but otherwise been good.
But anyway, like I was saying: I really didn’t want to run today. Chippy told me he was going for a run and I settled in to the couch declaring “I’m not coming. I’m too tired. And hungry.” Harrumph.
That spot on the couch quickly lost it’s luster when I realized my Internet connection was down and my plans of settling in to watch an episode of Anthony Bordain’s No Reservations were foiled.
Great. Just great. I can’t even be lazy the way I want to be.
Chippy tentatively offered “…then you want to come run with me? The Internet will be back up when we get back…” trailing off sweetly.
How could I say no? I knew its what I needed. I know I’ll thank myself in June.
I know the body i have when I turn 30 will be entirely my own making - so I should go. Even if I hated every step - knew I’d be happy I did it, when I was done.
And I was right, on both counts. It WAS hell. Every step. 2.5 miles of nonstop hell.
Last week at work, when walking to the break room, I ran into a customer I haven’t seen in over a year. “You’ve lost weight!” he exclaims. I nod and then he says, “But you’ve lost too much; now you’ve lost all of your curves.” A few months ago, again at work, a fellow co-worker and I were discussing better employment opportunities. I mention being a beverage server at the higher class casino in our town, and he looks me up and down before saying, “They have appearance requirements. You’re pretty enough, but you’re sort of shaped like a boy.” When the thousands of people relink my weight loss pictures all over the internet, over half of the comments made are not congratulating me for setting a personal and healthy goal and successfully reaching it, but instead making degrading, abrasive comments regarding my body and what it should be. On a fashion forum once, there was a discussion about curvy body types and how to dress them. When I gave advice based on my own experience as a curvy girl, I was met with derisive laughter and being openly told one has to have curves to be curvy. Does any of this sound familiar yet?
I’m sure we’ve all seen that picture circulating Facebook and other social media websites. You know which I mean, too. The top row had a few pictures of smaller women in bikinis and then another row of voluptuous pin-up girls, with text that read. “When did this… become hotter than this?” And inevitably, it was relinked all over the internet, with people heralding curvy women and shaming any other woman who didn’t fit into this body type. When that picture was linked on Facebook, the comments were cruel and insulting, ranging from men making the absurd claim that anyone who is attracted to skinny women are pedophiles to hordes of women teaming up together in attacks on what a REAL woman is. Never mind the fact that we can’t control where we gain or lose fat- and yes, as beautiful as curves are, they are technically fat- and that only 8% of women even have hourglass figures. What about the women who are naturally very skinny and have been teased for not being womanly their entire lives? What about my best friend, who looks at pictures of small-waisted, large-hipped women and suddenly feels down about her body because she looks like neither category of women represented in all of these arguments? Why does society feel compelled to attack all other body types in order to make another more accepted?
Real women this, real women that. What is a real woman, I ask you? I see that phrase thrown around so much, and I don’t even think most women or even men know what they really mean. The definition even seems to change based on context. Is a woman more or less real because of something as arbitrary or uncontrollable as her body type? So if a woman lacks a generous bosom, does that somehow make her less of a woman? If she gets breast implants because society has told her she wasn’t womanly enough, is she now somehow a fake woman? Oh, so it’s the fake breasts that somehow make her less womanly. Well, on that note: do you use a bronzer or tanning lotion? Hair extensions? Make-up? Hair dye? Fake nails? Push-up bras? Hell, even clothes! Who are we to judge other women for enhancing or changing their bodies when most of us do it too?
Why is it unacceptable for society to imply anything over a certain weight is unattractive, but not unacceptable for us to say, “Shame on you, society, for imposing such high standards on women and making us insecure. We oppose your warped standards- and think only women you don’t find beautiful are beautiful.” By putting down any other women for their appearance- whether natural or altered- you are essentially not just throwing stones back at the media, but every other woman. You’re doing exactly what the media has been doing. If you really want to make a difference, oppose the media, oppose the standards!- but not other women. In fact, most women feel most unattractive because of comments made and judgement passed by their own peers rather than the subliminal messages made by the media. All women are real women, and all women are beautiful, whether we’re your personal cup of tea or not. It might start with the media, but it ends with us.
Tell yourself you are going to put aside $_____ a month toward your mental health, as you do with your physical health (gym membership), (health insurance), (massages), etc. And you will go to each session as if it’s a class, art class, gym class, etc., knowing that the more you attend, the more…
Because I believe in therapy.
If you need some help, get yourself to a webcam. The Angry Therapist is available to “see” you and his advice is rock solid.
Plus, at $25 bucks per session, it really can’t be beat.
So it’s time I get serious: find a goal, get 100% focused on that goal, create a plan and then follow through.
The goal is to look curvy and lean, feel skinny, and be proud of the reflection I see in the mirror. I aim to loose a few pounds, but more importantly: firm up.
My focus is in wearing a new Vix Bikini this year. I love these bikinis and have had one before. They’re expensive (to me, at least, at close to $200 but I’ve never Felt so good or had a bikini fit my larger-than-average boobies better. So worth the cost. Plus, this year they have some really cute patterns. That’s my goal - to feel good enough in my skin to warrant a new bikini. To feel so proud of the body I’ve created that I want to rock a cute new suit.
Starting Monday, going Paleo 6 days a week, doing 30 - 45 minutes of cardio 3 times a week and doing weights or body weight exercises 3 times a week.
So far, I’ve been on track this week, with Tuesday’s run and Wednesday’s body weight exercises.
My “long-lost” girl, J, came back into my life tonight in a big way. J has been doing some really intensive career work that has taken her out of the social scene for the last couple months. I support this, of course, because dedicating the appropriate amount of time and energy to your career is important.
As of tonight, she’s back. She’s put in all the work she can right now and for now gets to enjoy being back to “normal”. You may remember J from my blog last year; she was a regular workout buddy of mine for much of it. We’re extremely close friends who have similar endurance and are just competitive enough to push each other to dig deeper without it being annoying.
I cooked her a vegetarian dinner of collard greens with garlic infused olive oil (made tonight), oven roasted dill cauliflower (absolutely making that one all summer long), oven roasted Italian herbed eggplant squares, Cous Cous, and fresh carrots. It was a veritable veggie feast.
After bouncing back and forth between being very goofy and girly, and being very serious and addressing some of life’s current challenges (I may or may not have mentioned this little blog), we did the following workout, all the way through three times:
10 oblique crunches, right
10 oblique crunches, left
10 bicycle complete crunches (1 move left + 1 move right = 1 complete)
10 leg lifts
10 complete v-ups (1 move right + 1 move left = 1 complete move)
10 split lunges, left
10 split lunges, left
10 deep squats (ass to ankles!)
*As per usual, I did each move slowly, exhaling on the way up and inhaling in the way down, making sure to engage each muscle and pacing myself evenly as best I can.
Yes, I’m proud of that - it was a lot on these little abs of mine!
Now, I’m off to drink more water before bed so I can be 100% on track for the day. Goooo me!