Meathead

Week one is done.

Following the food plan for P90X really isn’t as bad as others I’ve done…though it’s tough to consume that much protein. However, we made a fantastic discovery in the neighborhood this week…and it couldn’t have come at a better time. I’d like to give a shout out to the Meat House over on Kildaire. It’s a.maz.ing. If you like meat. And even if you don’t. Friday night, we had asparagus from there that game marinated…so it went on the grill next to the fresh mahi from Capital Seafood Market. Today, we went back and got MONSTER kebobs (already marinated) for tomorrow night’s dinner…and more asparagus…and a loaf of bread that came over from Stick Boy Bread Co. in Fuquay.  If you’ve never had their stuff, you are missing…well…manna straight from heaven. But beware…you won’t be a stick boy–or girl–for long once you start.

Truth be told, though…I’m kinda tired of eating. But I do like my breakfast smoothie.

Also, I didn’t do official measuring, but there’s a good 1-1.5 inches gone…and that’s just around the middle.

Rewriting history

Last summer I borrowed P90X from my brother-in-law. You know, the one that keeps you up late at night during the infomercial window…riveted to the screen as this crazy man named Tony takes you from Doughman to Ripped Man…or woman. You think it can’t possibly be that easy…or it can’t possibly work that well. I know…I was right there with you, saying the same thing.

But I got to thinking…

Having been overweight since about age 4, and having done a lot to overhaul my body since adolescence, there’s still some of me that needs to go. And nothing seemed to work. Not having a trainer, not keeping a food journal–however short lived it may have been (and that’s because I was gaining weight in spite of cutting back)…nothing. So I thought, why not? I knew I could do the workouts…well…could at least attempt them and live to tell about it.

And I did. I lost inches and got results by cycling through these 90 days of working out several times since then–all without changing what I was eating…because I tend to eat a pretty healthy diet anyway.

After this last round, though, I did some measuring and saw that things had stalled.

Al and I talked about actually doing the food plan once this semester ended, just to see what would happen. I told him I’d like to start even earlier, because I didn’t want to stop the progress.

So tomorrow, we start Phase 1 all over again…and incorporate the food plan.

Holy hell.

I’m not sure I can eat that much protein (7 servings, people) in one day. I don’t like meat that much. Granted, there are work arounds in the protein department so that I can have meat but not go all Atkins. And you do get fruit and one serving of carbs…and veggies, which I needed more of anyway. It’s really not a crazy food plan like Atkins was. (And can I just say I’m glad the low carb thing is OVER?)

But the other thing, too, is the fact that I don’t eat that much food…not what Tony suggest I should in terms of caloric intake. At least I don’t feel like I do…

Plus, I suck at a food journal. It lasts for a week and then it’s done. So this time, I’m keeping a food/exercise journal and writing something everyday…including my mood or insecurities or fears about not being able to do this…or doing it and not seeing the pay-off.

I guess the latter is my biggest fear.

Of course, they say that once you make a commitment, it’s best to go public…or at least tell a few people so you are more likely to remain accountable. So I’m going public to all 8 of you who read this thing 😉

We’ll see how it goes. And I’ll keep you posted.

Also, did I mention I have a heel spur that limits physical activity? Great timing.

It starts tomorrow…or continues I guess…this rewriting of my body’s health history. But before then, one last spot of ice cream. For it is my eternal weakness.