This weekend, as I prepared for the Whole30 and my new workout plan, I took stock of my body-mind connection. I spent a lot of time thinking about how my body was feeling and to be honest, it felt like I've been over-training, so I spent the last 24 hours in a slothful and continuous food-coma. The food part of the rest week-end was a total derailer and this morning I'm feeling about as crappy as I've felt in the last few months. To top things off, I was half-assing my workout this morning because I felt so horrible and I lost focus when I was supposed to be paying attention and I pulled a back muscle. Not just a little 'hey, pay attention' kind of twinge, but a full on 'OHMYGOD, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!' kind of instant 'snap' and I knew My workout was OVER. I still have to get through the morning and bike to work and home, but the lifting part of my routine will have to be adjusted this week. To this I say: Goddamnit.
I've cut grains and dairy out pretty well over the last week, but over the week-end, I had the last of the oatmeal in the fridge, had a meal replacement shake, a power bar, and a rice cake or two. Oh, and a bowl of popcorn. So, here we are on the morning of day one. Fortunately, we prepped enough protein to last both of us all week. We have mole beef chili, jerk-style chicken and smoked salmon and halibut. Tonight I might even make some turkey meatballs. but for now, I'm trying to resolve to eat more veggies. To those who know me, this may sound like I'm overdoing it, but seriously: I only had a few servings of veg yesterday, and I need to pay better attention to my veg to protein ratio. On Whole30, I should be eating 7-8 servings of veggies a day. I've packed about 4 servings, which means I need to get 2-4 more in, and perhaps make one or two of those servings a fruit (speaking of which: I'm tossing in a half grapefruit to my lunch right now)
And adding fats - this is a scary one for me. Fats are like a gateway drug for me. Fats make me want sugar and grains like you wouldn't believe. I think this comes from years of living with a fat-phobic mother and a father who's evening ritual consisted of a huge batch of butter popcorn with this amazing peanut-toffee sauce, and ice cream. So fat has typically been connected to sweets and grains for me: the trifecta of bad-for-you food.
I also can't help but wonder if I've worked my way into a state of 'mad' so that I motivate myself through this first week. I know the back thing is almost completely attributed to sitting slouched on the comfy chair for most of the week-end, and from stuffing my face with inflammatory food. So, on top of getting this new diet under my belt, I have an extra 6 lbs of inflammation to lose and new workout to get on track while NOT tracking my food obsessively. It's a lot for my brain to keep track of, but here I am, day one. Workout completed (although I may go back and do it again, with modifications, since I really effed up this morning's stab at it), bulletproof coffee sampled (we'll see how far it takes me into the morning), and now a throbbing low back to contend with throughout the day. My brain elicits a weak 'yaaaay'.
All that said, I am 100% committed to the Whole30 challenge and the workout is totally doable in its entirety, once I get my back taken care of. Day one: underway.
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