ALMOST 1 MONTH IN

It's obvious I am having commitment issues and therefore I cannot guarantee the frequency of my posts. I seriously have so much going on that it's ridiculous. Even though I might not be writing about it, I am still staying on plan. I find that my days off are more challenging than others. I like being at work, I guess being attached to a desk and phone has it's benefits...especially when I can see myself pleading temporary insanity when I run screaming from the building and I drive straight to In N Out. Food is an addiction for me, and most likely it always will be. The heroin addict in recovery probably thinks about a fix like 100 times a day. That's probably how often I think about Chocolate Peanut Butter Ice Cream from Baskin Robbins. Like the addict in recovery, I have a choice to make. I can go get my fix...I mean I can drive there and get a double ice cream cone and I'm pretty sure I could stop at that. Just like the heroin/crack/coke/meth user could go and get just one hit/fix...right? I mean I stopped once, I could totally do it again. The only problem with that is I don't want to disappoint myself. All of my hard work would be shattered in an instant...and that's not ok with me. I'm one month in and am starting to settle into a new "normal". I'm cooking at home 90% of the time, packing lunches and I always have nuts in my purse...lol. For anyone out there that might be reading this, please try...just try the Paleo diet. It's an incredibly simple concept....and here are my results so far:

Me Day 1.

Me after 3 weeks on the Paleo Challenge:

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Stay tuned...



2 weeks in

So I've got 2 weeks of Paleo eatin' under my belt...yep. So that's that. Maybe I built things up too much in my head, maybe I'm just feelin' a little cocky/confident. This isn't really that hard. Eat meat and vegetables. Ummm it couldn't get any easier. Well I say that now, but that's only because I have made sure to get into a routine of preparing and bringing my food to work. I'm sure if I didn't prepare, it would be a whole different ball game. I'm still a fast food junky, but now I only allow myself to go to 1 fast food place. Chipotle is my saving grace. I know that I can walk in there, make good choices and walk out satisfied. I used to order: Carnitas burrito, rice, sour cream, cheese, letttuce, pico, and chips and guac with a large coke. Now I order: Bowl: no rice, no beans, extra fajita veggies, double chicken, pico, guac on the side...Yummy! I don't really find myself second guessing my choices too much. I feel strong in my choices, in my thought process, and in my own skin. The results are amazing. One of the coaches says that the fat is just melting off of me. I used to have a VERY prominent tummy. I call it my kangaroo pouch. I had a "holy crap" moment when I put my workout pants on and noticed that something was missing. I'm super stoked on my progress so far...but I know it won't always be like this. I'm just taking it one choice at a time.

On another note, I can't stop talking about Crossfit. I will talk to anyone who will listen, even the random old man behind the counter at the comic store where I got my wonder woman shirt. I told him I was losing weight and I couldn't wait to fit into the shirt. He showed me his driver license photo showing he had lost 60 lbs. So I talked to him about Crossfit and the Masters program we have at the box. I even gave him the website to check out...actually I've given out the website like 5 or 6 times. Random. Join the revolution kids!

Back at it...

I've been kin of MIA on here for a couple of days. It's been super busy here at work. Ok so it's officially been a week. My headaches have stopped and I'm feeling more and more confident every day. I say that now, but I have had my weak moments. Believe me! I went and worked out on Monday night and added 10 lbs to my 5RM, but I could tell I wasn't performing well. The weight felt heavy and it shouldn't have. One of my coaches said that for the first week my performance might decrease, but then I will be out-performing myself in no time. She was right, my performance did decrease...to zero. I actually rolled my ankle on Monday after doing my squats and presses. I didn't even get to finish my WOD. I went over to my friend's parents house yesterday and she scenared my ankle. The improvement is amazing...I went from having a softball on the side of my ankle to being 90% in less than 12 hours. I'm still really sore from Mondays workout though, I hope it's not going to continue to take me this long to recover. That would suck.

Now on to this morning's challenge/thought of the day. I got to work and after being here for like half an hour, 2 dozen doughnuts were delivered. :::sigh::: My coworker told me she was leaving to get them so I prepared my breakfast in the mean time. I had 2 hard boiled eggs, 2 pieces of bacon and a turkey sausage patty that I had made from a recipe on Jessica's blog. I went and sat down right next to those doughnuts and ate my breakfast. It was hard, but I stopped a coworker that had been on the right track from making a bad decision so it was worth it. It just got me thinking though. I mean we are trying to woo/impress/court/brownnose/whatever you want to call it with a fire department that we are trying to contract with and we get them doughnuts? Really? Are we hoping that they will slip into a sugar coma and we can then sign the contracts using their lifeless hands? Like I said before, I've got a long way to go, but damn it's amazing to see how far I've come in just 8 days. I'm going to go shopping and buy a cute bowl or basket or something and fill it with healthy alternatives...oranges, apples, pears, etc. I'm also going to try and get some inspiring quotes framed to have on my desk. For now, actually probably forever, my mantra will be: "One choice at a time".

P.s...in 8 days I haven't had a single cheat or slip up...I am a warrior!

this sucks!

Today is a rough day...I mean it's actually been rough the whole time, but today my brain is on overdrive thinking about naughty things. I want chocolate chip cookies and chocolate/peanut butter ice cream from Baskin Robbins. 2 scoops actually, in a waffle cone. :( For a very long time I have derived pleasure from food. Now that it's now longer about "what sounds good to eat", I kinda feel miserable. I mean I used to think about what I wanted to eat, and I would go and eat it...and I was happy. Now, I can't have what I want, I choose instead to eat what my body needs...and I kinda just want to cry. I just have to remind myself how miserable I was when I quit smoking. Time slowed down and the first couple of months dragged on and on...the days took forever to pass. Thats how it feels now. I know these feelings won't last forever, but I sure as hell wish I had a fast forward button today... :::sigh:::

But I'm still sticking to it...