The shake up is more or less a snap out of Food Nazi-ism. I can be a real bitch to myself and it's not good for me. Being a Nazi can make me skinny, but eating well makes me feel GOOD. Eating well at Casa Batty made me realize how good I didn't feel when I was being restrictive. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't unhappy with being restricted... maybe I'm just a little sick like that. But physically, I feel much better when I'm free to eat at my pleasure.
I've decided... there will be meat. There will be fat. There will be veggies. There will be fruit. There will also be the occasional quinoa, wild rice, corn chip or white potato. I don't give a crap if it's not "paleo" or "Primal" if it's a whole, REAL food. No, I'm not gonna start living on potatoes, corn and rice, but I'm not going to shame myself for eating delicious food either. Sweet potatoes will make a more common appearance. No more super-low carbs either. More carbs, less fat.
I'm tired of feeling cold. I'm tired of having a slow metabolism. I'm not playing that game anymore.
I like having energy. On day one Batty & 216 had me biking 26 miles, then another 20-some miles on Saturday, and I LOVED it. I felt accomplished when I was able to carry my bike up a flight of stairs to see 216's studio. (Which is awesome I might add.) I didn't track a single calorie or macro. I ate dessert TWICE in one day. I had 2 ice cream sundaes in a weekend, and Batty's delicious maple boar bacon cheesecake. I ate blue corn tortilla chips.
I DIDN'T FEEL BAD.
We ate wonderful foods. Batty's omelets ROCK, and I finally got to try cock sauce. 216 took me to the most amazing Chinese restaurant where I ate pig intestine. Biking, walking, eating, vegging, talking. It was superb! Bacon, burgers and guac. Had a fab time tooling around with 216 at the lake, climbing rocks n chillin. Coffee with Batty in the morning was too cool and I slept with her doggy! Very much enjoyed chatting on the porch with D, and hanging out. I must visit them often.
I ate balut! It was DELICIOUS. Blog post coming up.
I just ate durian. It was DELICIOUS! Blog post in a couple days.
I'm not going to report my food here anymore. It feels too much like confession. In fact I'm not even going to think about what I've eaten at the end of a day. If I happen to eat something awesome, I will share.
I will eat when I'm hungry. If I want to eat small snacks all day, that's what I'll do. If I'm not hungry, I won't eat until I am.
My waist size and my jeans can kiss my ass. I'm gonna live, and be warm and healthy and active.
The next step is getting my ass to bed at a decent hour and working on that precious #5.
What else from the weekend? I bought a REAL corset, which Batty was a master at cinching me into. We colored Amy's hair blue and it looked HAWT! I will get pictures soon. They're taking FOREVER to upload.