No Alcohol since: 21 March
Fitness: Regular Cross Fitter with 3 on 1 off routine
I was raised in a large Italian family. My aunts and cousins saw it as their mission that I inhale as much pasta based meals as possible. They took being thin as a sign that my mother was not feeding me. When my family was not trying to pack on the carbs with pasta, my friends were expounding the benefits of the Louisiana cuisine I was surrounded with. So my knowledge of good food was pasta made every way you could imagine, everything fried, and a holy host of dishes hard to pronounce but even harder to put down (gumbo, ettouffe, jambalaya, boudan). For the past year a co-worker has been harassing me by calling me girls name for eating pasta, fried food, and Louisiana meals. Over the past six months I have dropped the sandwich rolls for Pita Bread, drink only water, eating more vegetables, and eliminated pasta (this is in-comprehendible for my family). Over all I feel that I am fairly fit and healthy. For this challenge I have set down certain personal goals. I believe that if the good Lord grew it then the good Luke will eat it. For the sake of taunting I will cut out the legumes and other plants that are hard to pronounce, but describe past staples.
1) Iíll dropping Fat Boy Sunday, which is the one day of the week I eat whatever I can fit in my mouth. Pancakes, ice-cream, bread, pastry
2) Iím dropping the morning cereal. Two bowls of Special K
3) Iím dropping all bread, fried things, and ice cream.
4) Iím dropping the one Double Cappuccino I have a week.
5) Iím dropping my coffee intake to 12oz. a day. Normally it is 24 to 36 oz.
I am expecting to gain nothing from this experience, other than my co-worker stop calling me girlsí names for not trying this.