Great music to cook by!
Here’s a bit of news,
In light of the release of the new Zolas/Liptonians Split 7”, Spinner.com is premiering our new song by hosting an exclusive limited time download.
Here’s the link: http://www.spinner.com/2011/10/11/zolas-cultured-man-song-premiere/
More updates on the release to come.
I’m still working out exactly what form this blog will take, but until then, here’s what I made for my lunch this week at work. Sundays are turning into my homemaking day where I cook and chop things for the coming week.
I went on a ‘cooking’ streak this week. I’ve made some of the attached recipe to go on crackers and ‘bread’ this week for lunches (it’s tangy, I like it already), we had raw crepes for breakfast, raw soaked almonds to snack on and lots of raw flax crackers. I’m working up to making some raw hummus as well…
I didn’t exercise all that I said I would this week. I think I only actually made gym time on Tuesday. However, the big shift in eating was well rewarded in a 5lb loss on the scales this morning. Now, I’m just 2lbs away from my next goal. The key now is to keep the eating structure of this week (wholly slow carb) and add 2 more days of exercise. I keep coming up with excuses, particularly first thing in the morning. But, I’ve found myself a workout partner to get me to the gym. Now I just have to confirm the times with him. The plan is for some hot yoga tomorrow and a good weight set on Sunday. Perhaps The Kiwi’s Perfect Posterior exercises…
Every day seems like it takes something with eating right, right now. And I declare the first half of today a success. I kicked my butt in a spinning class, chose an americano instead of muffin and now I’m off to nourish myself with grilled tofu rather than binge on junk after a hiccup in my business. Huzzah
I didn’t make it to the gym. I’m not sure if that’s a shock for anyone. I keep doing this thing where I go ‘well, I’ll definitely, definitely get up at 6am to go work out’. And then the alarm goes off at 6am, I hear the cold, pouring rain outside and reset it for an hour later. But when I planned to get up that early, I only half believed that I could, and I hoped that my commitment would be the thing to get me out of bed. Alas, listening to my excuses kept me in, instead.
In good news, I did wake up an hour later, drank my tasty Vega shake and go protein shake, did some quick exercises (20 flying dogs on each leg and 20 hip raises) and headed out the door to work.
I grabbed my morning coffee (another habit that I’m going to start weaning out) and in other good news, I asked to see the nutritional information for my favourite muffins. Holy sh*!. One muffin is half of my nutritional intake on Weight Watchers. Delicious, but deadly. To be reserved only for Freedom Day (‘Cheat Day’ as Mr. Ferriss call is) from now on.
I have yet to completely work out exactly how much food I do need during the day. 1 cup of beans for lunch and breakfast leave me hungry again at 3:30pm. I think that just eating beans/lentils, and not meat like many of my carnivore compatriots on Slow Carb, I’m not getting enough calories in. I’ll have to either add more, or start pairing beans AND lentils for each meal.
Onwards.
(Source: Flickr / rachelkramerbusseldotcom)
I watch ‘The Biggest Loser’, I’m just going to admit that up front. And throughout this season, which I’ve been so wholeheartedly sucked into, I often hear the participants talk about “my weight loss journey”. I cringed each time at this phrasing, but I think that I’ve come around to it. It’s been 9 years since I first joined Weight Watchers, and then I went on years of cycles where I’d lose 20 or so pounds industriously for 6 months and then put it back on. Throw in a little compulsive binge eating, a little compulsive exercising and an on-again-off-again romance with vegetarianism and veganism (currently on-again, 3 years vegan), and life has been complicated in the body realm.
Even before that, since first grade, I’ve had an unhappy relationship with my body. I’ve always been the tallest and biggest of my groups of friends. Strong, physically so, the ‘guy’ of the group, but never settled in my skin.
Thankfully, 3 years ago, I settled into these cells, and the pounds that had been holding on for years started falling away.
I’m now in the final push of this first part of the rest of my life in my body. I’m 19.8 pounds away from where I want to be. I was 7 pounds ahead in that goal, but I took the last 3 weeks to turn to food instead of dealing with feelings of frustration regarding my budding business.
And so I’ve chosen to start writing here. Anonymously (so unlike me!) Without a doubt, I’ll probably be sharing this with friends as I go along, but for now I’ll be part of the naked crowd bared online.
The plan for tomorrow. Up at 6am to drink my Vega shake and stride out the door to the gym.
75 kettle bell swings (20kg)
20 glute/ham raises
20 flying dogs
maybe 15 minutes on the bike for good luck.
I’m adhering to the minimum effective dosage school of thought of Tim Ferriss in his 4 Hour Body. The plan is to stick to that, to the letter for a month. No fooling. Deal with emotions as emotions, rather than as things to be fed with muffins, candy and chips.
The end goal is Shock and Awe. Awe of what I can accomplish when committed, and shock for those who see the transformation.
Ready… Go!
Musings on finally learning to love the skin I'm in. Living my best life and all that.
