Three more days. WOO!
Yesterday I woke up, determined to stick to the program. I had my usual two cups of coffee in the wee hours of the morning, and when I got hungry around 7:00, I went rooting through the fridge only to discover we had ONE EGG LEFT.
You guys. This is every paleo eater’s nightmare. LOL!!! I knew I was going to have to make that one egg go a long way so I fried two strips of bacon and then sautéed chopped onions and red peppers in the leftover bacon grease. I whisked the egg and added some heavy cream to it to make it go a little further and then dumped it in the pan. It barely covered the bottom of the pan, but I swirled it around and let it cook until it formed a cute little omelette. Turns out, it tasted great with less egg and more filling, and amazingly held me until lunchtime.
Later in the morning I had my first workout with my trainer since my stress fracture was diagnosed, so that was interesting. We did mostly upper body and core using her TRX equipment. It felt good to be pushing myself physically again. Since being in the boot, I’ve only done pushups and pull-ups. My daughter has a pull-up bar, and I have been TRYING to work up to doing a few pull-ups every time I walk by, lol. It’s quite a sight because I have to jump to give myself enough momentum to actually get up, and then I struggle to do another one or two legit pull-ups. I’ve become a bit obsessed with this new goal to be able to do pull-ups. I’m a dork, I know.
I was delighted to hear her say that she could see a big difference since our last session several weeks ago. It’s one thing to feel different in my clothes, but to have someone who knows me say she can see a difference was the ultimate satisfaction. I also was stronger than I expected to be after all this time off. She noticed that too. It’s probably that pull-up bar, but I wonder too if it has something to do with my diet. Food for thought… haha. See what I did there?
Lunch was my favorite beet salad. This always hits the spot because the beets are sweet. YUM.
Of course, that was all very light, and I was hungry by dinnertime so I ended up having cheese and crackers while cooking dinner. I KNOW, but I justified it because I hadn’t eaten much all day.
And then. Okay, I have to come clean. There was an open bottle of white wine in the fridge from the pork recipe I made 2 nights ago. You know where this is going, right? It was a warm post-summer Friday evening. And I was eating cheese and crackers that go wonderfully with white wine, and I was preparing a meal that required a lot of chopping and food prep and I do love to sip on wine while I chop and cook. And again, it was Friday, and it just felt like a wine night, ya know?? Paul was home early, and we were chatting over the cheese plate, and, well. I poured us each a glass. Which, okay, that’s fine. ButthenIhadtwomore.
I KNOW. I’m mad at myself. I mean, I was fine, they were small glasses and I drank them throughout the evening and with dinner, so I wasn’t compromised or anything. It’s just that I keep saying I want to finish this detox strong and feel like I didn’t taper off at the end. But. I’m tapering.
The good news is, I feel fine this morning. I wondered if I’d wake up with a headache since I’m not used to having that much wine anymore, but I didn’t. And the other good news is, there is no more wine in the house, lol.
So that’s my tale of woe. Haha. I’m weak, what can I say? I should also point out my small victories of the day, I suppose, so I can end on a high note, and also hopefully encourage myself as I’m entering the home stretch.
I really, REALLY wanted one of my coco-roons after lunch with my afternoon coffee. (Oh yes, I had an espresso in the early afternoon. And some of my seaweed snacks later on, too.) Anyway. The bag of coco-roons was on my desk (bad spot for them, yes) and I picked it up and opened it and then determinedly sealed it and put it away. Again, in the grand scheme, one wouldn’t sabotage my entire day, but I knew if I made one exception, it would be easier to make another. Also, my stomach hadn’t hurt all day and I didn’t want it to start acting up.
Also, those brownies didn’t get sent to lunch with my kids, and I left them alone all day. I really didn’t feel that tempted.
That’s the thing with the wine and the coco-roons. I’m tempted by things I plan to allow myself to have in small amounts when I’m done the detox, but the things I know are completely off-limits aren’t really tempting me right now. It’s all in the mindset, I guess. Now if I can just keep this mindset when the detox is over… only time will tell, I guess!
As for that lovely dinner I was preparing! Take a look. I’m pretty impressed with myself, I must say.
That’s mahi mahi with mango salsa, and I served it with oven roasted cauliflower and sautéed swiss chard. It was wonderful. Everyone lapped it right up.
And of course the mango isn’t sugar detox friendly, but it turned out to not be ripe or sweet, which was sort of fitting, I suppose. Ha!
So here I am, Day 19 after a pretty big fail last night. I guess all I can say at this point is, it’s a new dawn, it’s a new day . . . onwards and upwards!