Whole 30: Week 1

 Week 1 was mostly successful! I followed the plan to the letter until Saturday night when we had pizza, I was tired, didn’t feel like cooking and the girls wanted pizza, and did I ever pay for it. My stomach yelled at me for hours, that in itself was a sign that I was doing things correctly. Sunday I was full of motivation after my best 8 mile run ever to make not one but two new recipies! Buffalo Chicken Soup and Orange Chicken with Coconut Cauliflower Rice; I cut, chopped, measured and waited. When the time came to taste, the warm spoon touched my lips and my word they were both awful and when I say that I mean Scott who eats anything couldn’t figure out a way to make them edible. Lesson learned – dont count your chicken recipies before they hatch, my whole week of chicken went in the trash. With no backup plan, because who would have thought both would be inedible, we had pancakes. It was fun and the girls loved the process and adding fruit made them feel like chefs.

How this could have turbed out…I have spent my whole life “dieting” I have learned that a lifestyle change includes accepting the fact that real life happens, recipies fail, impromptu dinners with family or the occasional date night, happen. The perspective to take in those instances is to make the best choice possible and not make yourself miserable. Summer 2003 Weight Watchers was MY LIFE my then husband and I went to a cookout at a friends house. I was so focused on staying “on plan” that I ended up alienating myself from everyone to inhale the cheeseburger I swore I wouldn’t eat because I didn’tknow anything   about it; when no one was watching, the feeling of ostrasizing myself led me to feel depressed and I fed it. Today I would have made the choice to enjoy the hamburger and whatever side I brought that I knew was me friendly and enjoyed the party instead of the self-sabotage I applied in the past. 

Was I 100% successful? No.

Did I make significant progress? YES!

Measurements will be taken again day 30, weight I will check in sporadically. 7 days into the program I am down   6#’s. 

I have officially eliminated soft drinks. I planned most of the and shopped better after the experience of the first week. Recipies, hummm there are so many out there but I will be sticking to only one new adventure per week entree wise. Breakfast and lunch remain eggs, protein and salad greens, fruit and nuts/seeds. I am not missing dairy or added fat (butter). 

My heavy leg theory: I feel like my legs are better when I run. I am not dreading it, when I start this last week I have run every mile I planned. Sunday morning when I finshed my 8 I was stunned to see 1:35.03 that is my best by 3 minutes and my previous 8 this year was 1:47 that is HUGE!!!! I have a lot more confidence in my ability to complete Columbus in the goal I set for myself

Mood & Food update coming tomorrow!!

5 Days Down 25 To Go

This first week has not been without its challenges. The headache the first couple days was no fun, but being well prepared helped me cope. I realize today that preparedness is probably the number one factor in success here. Thursday and Friday my stock of meals was out, and I had to wing it which led to Chipolte for lunch – minus the rice, beans and only a small sprinkle of cheese (maybe an ounce), it was still delicious and I didn’t feel like I cheated myself. I am very aware now that I need a very concise plan before I shop and make sure I prep as much as possible over the weekends.
Tomorrow’s trip will include fixin’s for Buffalo Chicken Soup and Orange Chicken with Cauliflower “Rice” – I will share recipies, pics and opinions after we have them.
Shopping List:

Greens, cucumbers, onion, sweet potatoes, tomatoes, zucchini, summer squash, herbs, cauliflower, fruit, chicken, lean beef, eggs, broccoli, asparagus, sparkling water, sliced almonds, and cashews. Plus the items the littles and daddy need and want. Oh and Gypsy asked for some cookies.

Plans for a 8-10 mile run maybe hot yoga in the morning.
Mood: Crabby – but my car was hit by a flat tire exploding. Tired – I have really pushed to keep myself moving this week.

Food: I have a take it or leave it feeling right now, I am sitting here hungry but no desire to make anything, it is midnight regardless I try not to eat in the middle of the night. 

Honor Thy Body

I think updating daily will remind me to be thoughtful of everything I honor my body with ~ honor and body do those go together?


So often we hear, “your body is a temple” if that is true, and I now believe it is, then honor and body are a perfect marriage. Our bodies are amazing! We deserve to gift ourselves nutricious foods that feed us to live, thrive, love. 

I have spent much of my existance as a: big, thick, althetic, curvy, girl/woman. Soooo polite FAT people for more of my life than not I have been FAT. For many reasons that people turn to food I’ve been in that spot. The relationship with food the only one I could always lean on, go to, get temporary gratification through. I admit – I’m a big girl, I am clinically obease, I am overweight. You’re thinking dam is she ever gonna get to the freaking point yes I am. I love ME. It’s been a very long time since I didn’t hate what was looking back at me, I think when P was a baby (5years ago). It’s been a long road but I really am in love with me. I am making the choices I need to be healthy, setting goals, sharing with others in the same situation. The branch out to the Whole 30 has given me time to be creative with food, diligent to label reading and I am just 4 days in down 6# and feel more hydrated (close to a gallon of water a day). I grace myself with real foods, foods that do more good than harm; I am listening to my bodily cues and eating when I am hungry and abstaining when I am not. I would love something sweet – fruit is great but its not chocolate. 

I honor my family by working toward being a model of determination, strength and focus. This is a better way to exist. I am happier, even with a detox headache, I have slept well all but one night this week, my run yesterday wasn’t faster but felt dam good. I feel very positive that things for me are headed in the right direction, all be it slowly, feeling like I am climbing in not sinking deeper.

I didn’t take a day 1 photo but here is a day 3 and 4. 

The shirt is from the Kohl’s Jrs dept the skirt from Walmart (Ive had it for a few years)

Fantastic dress from Target (shhhh it’s a Medium). Also comes in a stunning black and grey. I love it because it frames my kick ass shoulders, I was born with them that way.
So I have unpacked a lot of self love here, honoring  my self worth, self love and zeal for a happy and fulfilling life. 

Adventures into the Whole30 Lifestyle

I love healthy foods and I am great at getting on a kick for a while, I see and feel progress and let myself “cheat” but my “cheats” are more than a slice of cake on my birthday or a special dinner out (which never happens); it’s days long of crap in, no wonder why I feel like crap when all I feed myself is garbage.

Food is my best friend and worst enemy. I am certain there are millions of people old and young who have that same relationship with food. It temporarily fixes what I feel or don’t feel . The last few months I have really struggled, I looked at my running record and I should be in the neighborhood of 200-300 miles by this time in the year and I am at less than 150. My weight has been steady but I attribute that to running just enough and balancing the crap just right. But I see it and feel it. I am flabbier than usual and feel physically terrible. Mentally, thank goodness I am thrilled to report I feel better than I have in a very long time and am (CHEER) anti-depressant free!!! My legs have felt heavy and I am so thirsty when I run, despite dropping water on my routes I can’t get enough, then feel sluggish. So I looked into heavy legs and running – ah-ha!!! Dehydration and a mineral deficiency are probable culprits.

How to remedy this?

I have seen countless friends post their self challenge of the Whole30.  There is no gimmick, no group to join (unless you want to), no pills, powders, supplements, shakes . It’s food. Real food, as minimally processed as possible, and NO SUGAR. That is the killer, label nazi is the title to bear. Scouring everything to make sure there is none, no pop, candy, juice-drinks, beer (sadface). Meat, veggies, fruits, healthy oils and portion control. So why not try it. The two people I know closely who have done this have experienced weight loss (already active people who changed their relationship with food), and I noticed their skin – glowing and not in that pregnant glow way. How can I not try this? It’s 30 days.

Day 1 measurements: (7/20/2015)

Hips 42.5″

Arms 15″

Chest 42″

Waist 36.75″

Calf 18.75″

Thigh 25″

Weight 212.6 (this made me way unhappy)

The goal is to detox from sugar, and reestablish healthy eating habits as far as content and portions, the site provides an excellent shopping list which I just printed and added my other items to. Pinterest is full of Whole30 food porn, I have pinned dozens of meals I am eager to try. This first week I am keeping it simple, things I know that I enjoy and are easily prepared. I can only look forward with optimism that this will boost me into a new stage in my relationship with food and one that I can stick to for a long time.

Day One Mood and Food:

MOOD: After the sad scale news I was ok, my attitude positive as I had planned to not let myself fail on this first day. I did have a headache that raged most of the day which I attribute to no caffeine or sugar at all. Exercise wise it was a rest day, but I did do about an hour of yard work. I did sleep rather well, better than I have in a while. So as this experiment goes on we shall see how I feel.


Breakfast 1.5 scrambled eggs, a few slices of steak, asparagus

10 am snack: nectarine

Lunch: was a fail – I had a salad and had purchased a dressing that was within the guidelines and it tasted of bitter water, so I added some cashews and ate what I could.

2 pm snack: 2 oz tuna

Dinner: 5 oz pot roast (very lean) roasted root veggies, roasted in chicken broth, topped with a little black pepper and a pinch of salt, steamed broccoli

Dessert: banana (I was hungry and banana’s give me heartburn but that with water gave me the full feeling I wanted)

Water intake:88 oz + 24 oz seltzer water (I crave bubbles)

Runaversary: Three Years of Running

2013 I signed up for my first 5k, the Edgewood Fourth of July event I did it to push myself to do something I wasn’t built to do, now I realize that running can be for any build, age, and level of fitness; it’s more mind over body than anything. 

In three years I have logged over 1,000 miles, worn out 6 pairs of shoes, learned about KT tape, hydration, pacing myself, the power of the playlist, the pain/frustration of injury and me. 

That is what I have learned the most about: me.

I am far from perfect in every aspect, I fail as much as I succeed, from each of those I learn something; but when I go out for every run, even the ones I have to push myself to begin, at the end I feel accomplished. Its when I run I can really let go, I can cry or scream, run as fast as I can and then walk, I can stop and admire where I am at, I can push myself to go just a little further than I planned and accept sometimes cutting it short is ok as well. I highly doubt that I will ever win an event, but having finished events last is humbling, the greatest reward is knowing I did it, and each personal voictory is for me. I don’t run to please anyone, to boast or  prove a point (anymore), I run because I need to. I love the way my body transforms by the end of the season, even though I am thick I am leaner and more tone, I am sun kissed and firm. I really love my body. 

I can’t imagine my life now without it and I realize that tons of people run, run more than myself, faster and with more grace, kudos to them, I hope they get from it what I do. I realize that its a very popular thing to participate in now, I also have many people tell me how much they hate it and guess what that’s ok as well. To each his or her own.

The things we are passionate are not random, they are our calling. I believe I started running when I needed to and now it’s part of who I am.

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