There are women who cry, a lot, and there are those who don’t. I don’t. That’s why I was shocked I cried almost five times last week. Five times. In one week. This type of behaviour is usually reserved for the big things in my life – death, break ups and not being able to fit into my favourite pair of jeans. So why was I in tears all week? I’m still blaming it on Phillip.
I know that he’s been gone for more than a week now, but like I said
last week, he left some excess baggage behind – mainly on my butt. So while I’m working through my post-Phillip-blues, I’ve embarked on a high protein, low carb diet, recommended by a professional.
When I first looked through the diet I was shocked at the amount of vegetables I was expected to eat. I haven’t eaten veggies since the 90’s – that’s the last time my mom had a say over my diet. I do, however, eat chicken and mushroom pies as well as potato chips, so technically I am getting my veggies. And for my greens? Well, a can of Crème Soda does the trick.
But back to the diet.
I did ok on Monday; the first three days consists only of protein. Deadlines made sure I didn’t think about food and I was feeling pretty chuffed with myself. Then I got home. While I picked at the lonely, grilled chicken breast on my plate, my boyfriend stuffed his face with cupcakes. I went to bed hungry, grumpy and snugly wrapped in my ugliest winter pyjamas. If I couldn’t have some sugar, neither could he.
The next day was hellish, and I was miserable, to say the least. The day dragged on and the fact that I was excited about eating two boiled eggs for lunch made me feel worse. By Thursday I was a nutter, but at least I could now add veggies to my meals. This would normally make me cringe, but after three days of eggs, chicken and fish, I was ecstatic!
That night while cooking dinner, I felt like Nigella. Who knew veggies actually taste good, and cooking can be fun, especially when you have a goal in mind.
These days I’m not starving (I actually feel pretty full), but I’m moving off the hardcore healthy stuff. Two kilos have disappeared from my frame, my skin is looking healthier and I’m more determined than ever. I figure if I keep this up and turn to Billy Blanks for a little more help, then when Spring rolls around, I’ll be confident and showing off my healthy curves.
Here’s to healthy living.