Since finishing my Whole 30 last week, I’ve stuck to a mostly paleo way of eating. There have been two notable exceptions. The first was a pizza at Comedy Club on Friday night which I had pre-ordered the week before. When it arrived, I looked at it and really didn’t fancy it. I thought that (as had been the case with my previous Whole 30s) I would definitely want it, and it would be the best pizza in the world. I even ordered my favourite – pepperoni. I cannot tell you how disappointed I was – I’d “wasted” my non-paleo meal on that. It was greasy, tough and just disappointing. Within about 15 minutes, I had tummy ache too. So uncool. I could have forgiven the pizza if the comedians had been hilarious. Sadly, only the final act was.
The second non-paleo meal was pancakes. I love pancakes, but try to restrict how often I have them otherwise they just become an everyday food. Pancakes are special. Much like hot cross buns and mince pies. Ordinarily, I make the batter and Matt cooks them. Last night, I gave making the batter a go, and while it was a good batter, my arms were… well… battered! I’d done my Fitness Blender video, which was upper body focused. I literally couldn’t whisk and had to concede defeat. Matt valiantly took over and produced some excellent pancakes, so it turns out I wasn’t all that necessary to the process!
Anyway. Danger zones.
This week, I lost half a pound. It isn’t a great result, though it is a loss which is always welcome in my house. I am frustrated. I have eaten mostly paleo (of the 7 days of meals, only two meals haven’t been, though yes, one of them was last night). I have worked out more than I think I ever have, and certainly worked out more in terms of using weights than ever. To combine both the exercise and the eating, I feel a bit cheated with a half-pound loss.
Looking at the more holistic view rather than just the exercise and food fronts, it hasn’t been a good week for me in terms of sleep. I’ve somehow managed to be really late to bed and not slept brilliantly when I have eventually got there. That’s something to work on. I’ve also not kept as well hydrated as perhaps I have in recent weeks. Also, it’s that time of the month.
I’ve tried to think more proactively about it, as I know this is where I am likely to throw the towel in on everything and huff and puff and declare that NOTHING WORKS, and I’M GOING TO BE FAT FOREVER. I will then get more miserable as I console myself with some sort of comfort food. Probably Reese’s PB cups. Probably not pizza. Looking back, I think this is why I haven’t stuck at an exercise programme for longer than a couple of weeks, as the scale doesn’t budge, or worse, has gone up. In those cases, I may not have had my food down to pat (the “I’ve been spinning, I can eat whatever I like today” syndrome).
This is my danger zone – giving up and stropping about too soon because I am not seeing the results I want as quickly as I want. All that being said, I think this is the first time that I have been aware of it. Now that I am aware of it, I can decide to ignore it and just keep on going. So that’s what I’m going to do!
Are you a pancake fan? What’s your favourite topping? Mine is lemon and sugar (more lemon than sugar thanks!)