I have been eating and drinking nothing but bacon and beer for the last six hours.
Ok ok, just kidding! Ha, I just knew you were thinking “I told you so!!” Alas, ye of little of faith, I have prevailed! I am now at week four of the new diet and I have started thinking of this regimen as “life” rather than “change.” I have no cravings for carbs, or processed foods, or going out for a Buffalo Wild Wing run. Having a drink here and there and boy, amazing what happens to your tolerance when you take a break. One beer now and I’m like a New Orlean’s nun during Mardis Gras with plenty of cash and fresh out of faith.
What am I actually eating? Well, lots of avocados for one. They go well with pretty much anything as a side. Or as a spread. Just a sprinkle of some sea salt and a dash of lemon juice. Plenty of baked chicken. LOTS of veggies, like spinach, kale, carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, zucchini, and bell peppers. As for fruits, mainly bananas, kiwis, blueberries, and mangoes. Finally, plenty of healthy fats like sardines, almonds, cashews, and coconut oil, MCT oil, and ghee butter. I’m still on the fence about the “bulletproof” coffee. At least I don’t have to use chapstick after my morning joe…. If I am in a jam, I grab an Rx bar and a ziplock full of almonds to go. Not salted, just plain roasted.
Desert is either a glass of wine, some almond butter on a flat pretzel cracker, or dried, unsugared mangoes from Natural Grocer. Oh my God. These things are going in my special needs bag. Heck, these things are going in my coffin when I get cremated 110 years from now. You should go get some. Right now. Go on, I’ll wait.
Alright, now that we have our mangoes, let’s talk about what I have noticed. Well, more energy, better sleep, better clarity, and increased productivity. Whats that? Oh…. you want to know what happened to my weight? Tsk tsk, some much focus on the scale. Looking at the scale is like watching a train go by. You just can’t help but wonder if at any moment the tons of steel will derail your day right in front of you. Weight loss wasn’t really my goal, but I’ll just say you might want to watch your step in Kalispell cuz you might trip over some of the pounds I’ve apparently dropped off somewhere. Of course, that might have something to do with the new training plan that is kicking my ass like The Hulk fresh out of Xanax, but who knows.
I’m not going to bog down the blog with training details. Those days are done for. But I will just say that Purple Patch is working me in ways that I’ve never felt before. Got a nifty functional strength program from that’s helping me change from a running rubber band to the T-1000 (Terminator 2!) Also got some new ride types to speed things up. The up close and personal coaching certainly motivates me to get going and cuts down on the mental drain. And yep, I’m still keeping a smile on my face about all that suffering. I know triathlon is not my whole life, and it has about as much chance of putting food on the table as Blair Walsh kicking for Seattle next year (wait….ok, so I guess it could theoretically put food on the table, so actually more chance than Blair kicking for Seattle). I’m still just trying my best each day in every way. It’s fun watching some progress. And smelling like a pool all the time.
Tomorrow, it’s a short ride session and then it’s off to cross-training, aka snowboarding, aka falling down multiple times while strapped to a board. Comfort zones…no thanks…I’ll use my upgrade to torture zone please.