Annoying day, sick and primal challenges

Franken-Paleo

opening whinge

The ‘fitness girl’ I sit opposite to at work asked me what I had for dinner, I said Caesar salad* – she: "OMG that is so fattening”, then proceeded to go on and one about how I should watch out for my “bad fat levels” … me: "give me a break" (in head), me: "oh that is so interesting" (in voice).

morning sickness hit me

Every type of protein has sent me over the edge today. Even thinking about what to eat for lunch was too much. I vomited a bit in my mouth at the thought of a can of tuna or meat anything. I forgot to pack my lunch so unless the protein was free range organic (anything else is so disgusting to me right now) it was out.  Salad was out, as was anything else pre-prepared. I thought I could do a veg stir-fry (extra stir-fried) but I couldn’t enter the food court without some serious hurl-worries.  

Instead I headed to the heath food shop for ingredients for an organic cheese and tomato toasted sandwich on Franken-paleo ‘bread’ and a handful of strawberries. Don’t hate me, but it was bloody awesome.

predicament

There is running in the WOD tonight, my ( Y ) are…emm.. too sizable to run. Do I fess up and say that? Just run and get over myself, black eyes and all, or suggest a ‘I am + you know” scale’?

Jxx

*Caesar salad was with baby coz lettuce, BBQ-ed organic free range chick breast & free range organic bacon and homemade dressing (6 anchovies, 1tbsp organic sour cream, 1 juice of lemon, more oil than lemon, and organic parmesan to taste)

PS ‘my way of paleo’ is templated on primal, before you get your preach on. So the usual meat, veg, little starch, nuts and seeds... and well sourced, happy, organic dairy, and as it seems a bit of franken-paleo and too much fruit. I don’t care what you say, vomit on my laptop is more annoying than your judgement. And my leaky gut (I don't have this I just love the term) can be thankful I don't eat peanut butter on turkish break every day like I used to. 

PPS wish me luck to my first session back at CrossFit in 2 months later today and yes, just quietly I am … very nervous!

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Back again

Really I should just template these blog entries and name them all ‘back again’, with the content being some ridiculously weak excuse as to why I haven’t blogged in a while. Closed with a promise to self that I will blog more often in the future! Luckily I only have 2 blog readers (me to proof read and my hubbie to gain insight to my moods) so no harm done and no-one upset.

cue lame excuse

2 months away from this page and a little bit has happened. I am growing some cells (in a good way). I made eyelids this week. Yes I am with child, have a bun in said oven, bang up, up the duff. 

Shhhh though I haven’t told work yet. 

7 weeks 3 days of child making. A little early I know for a traditional announcement, but heck all the people we love are in the know now so whatever. 

I suggest you click away now if you are not interested in a cell growing flavoured paleo, crossfit, general musings blog.

eat

After 8 weeks of mostly paleo eating but with the very naughty inclusion of hot chips and mayonnaise, vinegar salt crisps, chocolate thick shakes, and various other chocolate and random baddie indulgences, I have come to my senses and am back to my strict ways with slightly more podge than I probably should have. 

My strict ways will be paleo version: ‘My Way’: so with a few Franken-paleo treats added for longevity and morning sickness weakness.

move

My recent workouts have been a lot of walking, my version of MovNat. In my flip flops (thongs). I refused to accept walking is a sport and as such needs sports clothes to endeavour, resulting in sore knees and toes.

Bitch Personality Breakthrough  

I will never judge anyone again for ‘just walking’ and will never think to myself "call that a workout?” as sometimes there is a bloody great reason for walking as a workout.

I go back to CrossFit tomorrow. I will be testing CrossFit’s ‘scalable’ feature that’s for sure. No running (for non-black eye reasons). No box jumps (as too uncoordinated to risk the cell’s head squashed by a corner of the box, RX or otherwise), no burpees (for obvious reasons: they suck!) and not anything so scarily hard that I can’t talk whilst doing. Basically the walking version of CrossFit.  

and cue promise to self

Anyway, promise to self, I will be updating more after my crap attempts in the past.

Jxx

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Fruit Explosion

I am confused. Ok not confused. I get it. Fruit is actually sugar (but pretty and in guise of Natural Goodnesss). Sugar is bad. I was supposed to have given up sugar. Oops I haven’t. So yes, not confused. Just cheating. Everyday. Major #faileo.

I have spent most of this week “researching” various blogs (Robb et al), health programs and downloading lovely eBooks. All paleo (or close variants of), all no sugar, and all rather prescriptive on the rule no fruit. Well mostly. If you have weight issues, inflammation issues, fertility issues holding off back on the fruit is kind of preferred. Read more here if you think I am full of it.

Conclusion: I am unable to find a program specifically designed to allow me to have many serves of fruit per day. I tell myself I am allowed fruit leniency as I am giving up warm hugs of dough (you may call these hugs muffins, peanut butter and honey toast, ham & cheese croissants and the like). In actual fact it seems I am a sugarslut and am very much addicted.

Confession: I had a coconut chocolate bar this week (rationale: it mentioned it cocoa percentage in its name and it had coconut in it). I have also consumed mango, nectarine, grapes and cherries. There is more but I don’t want to scare you. Again, my rational is equally as screwed: the fruit was seasonal and locally grown (who cares), and summer is not here for much longer, so I simply must. Eat. The. Fruits.  

End of argument. As you may notice I didn’t put much thought into these excuses. A true addict at work. I did because I could. That is all.  

Sugar is my weakness. Who knows it might even be as evil as ‘they’ say and be the reason I am able to pinch a jigglely fat bit on my waist when I jab my pesky IVF meds daily.

So with all that in mind, here is a bit of an update to my “Make Me a Better Person <& make a baby>’ Mission

Preparation

• Eat all the fruit in fridge as wastefulness is as naughty as piggyness?

Stage 1

• Stop eating fruit.

End of mission.

Goal

Svelteness of the body, which will make it extremely hard to find a jigglely fat bit to pop the IVF med into.

Pros

The usual, look & feel better. Blah blah.

Cons 

Maybe have to go junky mode with IVF meds and just jab any old place. In between toes anyone?

I will let you know how I go. 

Junkyfruitlady xx

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day one (again)

I have been here before. Many times. I am in fact the queen of ‘beginning stuff and don’t follow through’. Except this time is unique.

I am on day one of a paleo strictness thing. Partly for health (as this is just the best way for me, and everyone else, to eat actually) but also to make babies. I am a few jabs into IVF and am hoping a non-inflammation supremely elite eating program will assist with creating an uber-inviting environment for a little cell division. 

They (being Robb, Mark and #whole9life and what not) say this is the best thing ever and I tend to agree having followed these eating templates for some time. It also seems a shame not to try everything in my arsenal to encourage success. What is the worth of a few evening biscuits anyway? Certainly not a continuation of fat and barren.

I will now enter clean eating phase one: hungry as a horse with only meat and vege to satiate, spending the next few days yearning for chocolate and sticky baked badness. This is always the case for me after 2 weeks of pure indulgence, I tend to have uncontrollable hunger and slight food obsessiveness. 

I gave it a good dash the last few days (weeks, who's judging), my primary excusing being “maybe this is the last muffin I will eat in 10 months…” 10 months = 1 month IVF plus 9 months baby incubation. 

This program (way of life, whatever) gets easier. With a little help from my beloved friend intermittent fasting, I will calm down the hungry horse in a few days.

My Eat Rules

(I respond well to rules, I know this is not everyone’s cup of tea though)

Eat Paleo (you know: meat, vege, fruit, nuts, seeds, little starch)

Eat Deviations

(slight changes in rules to encourage longevity and success)

• fruit - phase one 2 serves per day, until I get less hungry and will then cut down to one serve per day
• no nuts - I am uncontrollable regarding portion size so no nuts for me. Ever
• meat - happy (free range), healthy (organic) grass fed and finished meat only
• eggs -  happy (free range), healthy (organic)
• no paleo treats. They are simply not paleo
• little yogurt/ cheese - raw, organic, free range, dairy

My Move Program

(This is a little tedious and uninspired as no CrossFit is allowed until the IVF cycle is completed. (They say “until a heartbeat” but that is crazy optimistic talk, so I will just go with no CrossFit for “a little while”). 

So with that in mind here is the updated Move Program

• walk home from work most days (5km or 40mins ish)
• soft sand beach (fast walk a few times a week)
• steep stairs walk (alternating with the above a few times a week)
• ocean swim (once a week)
• bench dips and push ups (daily to failure but only to capacity that will allow for a casual chat whilst performing said movements)

Inspiring right? Oh well I am in to it and on to it.

Anyway, I am excited, and am looking forward to a month of eating clean and moving sans bending over and cortisol rushing. #Bring it.

JLF-H xx

Footnote of Retrospectiveness

(this is the section I will reflect on one of my historical initiatives for self improvement). I am full of self life enhancers and personal rules.

• say yes to things
• follow through with things I said yes to, with actually doing the yes thing. 

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