I got my meal plan…oh yes dear readers gone are the days of McDonald’s and pizza, KFC and Burker King. I am no longer allowed to eat any of that (except for my one cheat meal a week…usually on Sundays). Before I opened up my email I had to brace myself for the worst, and it actual reality it really isn’t that bad. It’s the standard food, egg whites (no yolk..that one hurt), brocolli, chicken chicken chicken, yams and shakes out the wazoo. OH and NO DAIRY! WTF?!? So it’s not as scary as I thought it was going to be. I officially started last Wednesday and have been keeping to it as much as possible. My mother was even tempting me with bean and bacon stew which I LOVE, but I couldn’t eat it. Instead it was brown rice, chicken and veggies. I kinda felt like Nomi Malone from Showgirls, how they can only eat brown rice and vegetables. I love that movie.
Last week was also really crazy in the gym. I am STILL sore a bit from legs on Wednesday, my calves and lower back are sore from Friday to the point where it was a bit hard to get up and out of bed this morning. I had to like roll out of bed this morning…literally. That and I’m sure the few Vodka Sodas from last night didn’t help ;). But I woke to my favorite day…the day I’m allowed to cheat in my eating.
So I’m right now sitting here eating a REALLY big grilled cheese sandwich. I will probably have a little something else today that’s not so good for me, but I’m allowed. Especially since I’ve been working so hard and it is paying off. Last night I went to a houseparty at a friends house, and these are my homies that I haven’t seen in a couple weeks. The reaction from them was really really great, and made me realize that all this soreness and exhaustion, dieting and rules really are worth it. Let’s face it, I don’t know how much health is a reason I’m doing this because I’m fine with just eating badly etc, but what I’m not OK with is being the chubby one, so seeing their positive reaction to the way my body is reshaping is pretty fucking cool.
So I’m going back to my couch and grilled cheese sandwich, watching my Sunday stories and thinking about the torture I’m going to be put through tomorrow. Shudder.