So, this diet's hard.
I mean, I knew that going in, but I forgot how hard it is getting over that hump where delicious aromas tantalize and friendly outings seduce. It's been difficult to stay vigilant, which I guess is to be expected in the first month, but... God damnit.
Let's see... I left off on the third, right?
3/3/2011
With only two meals left for the month, I chugged away on shakes. Around lunch time, my manager comes aorund asking us what kind of meat we want.
How does -anyone- turn down that question?
He got a promotion and bought everyone lunch to make the announcement. Gorilla Barbecue was well worth the meal ticket, though I was down to just one meal left and 27 days left in the month. Things weren't faring well for our hero...
3/4/2011
I manage to keep to shakes the whole day, though I'm still struggling with keeping the water down. Still, I know it'll be a while until I reach full-on Ketosis, and I've my third (and final?) meal planned the following day.
3/5/2011
I wake up early on a Saturday to help a friend move, after a day where in I fasted down to 1000 calories. Fun stuff, right?
So, we're lugging (though, admittedly, I'm not doing as much work as my much fitter friends) and when we wind down for a break, they order pizza and soda.
I'm sweatlogged, exhausted... so what better way to replenish my body than with greasy pizza, right? I say fuckit, and grab a slice.
Not that I'm not infinitely grateful, but... damn. No more meals. Worse, this was pure impulse. I was tired, I felt entitled to a reward and I just grabbed pizza and soda. The feeling of grease settling into my solids-starved stomach went well with the guilt.
That night, we go to Gordon Biersch. This was the meal I had actually planned and, well, I had it. Lobster and Shrimp tacos, in fact. They were delicious, the company was great, and the time was well spent. Happy birthday, Adam!
But as I drove home (not really, there was one more party after that but I didn't consume anything), I realized I was four meals in on my 3-meal-month.
3/6/2011
Workday, despite it being a Sunday. Thanks to the fact that I was mostly stationary and on my own save for one coworker, I was able to stick to 100% shakes.
3/7/2011
Here we are, and I'm doing well on just the shakes so far. Still struggling with the water, but I'm doing better.
The real problem is, I know there are more major events this month and that I'm going to want to eat at them... hell, I -am- going to eat at them.
On one hand, a single cheeseburger can really derail a whole week of fasting.
On the other, so could a whole week of cheeseburgers.
I'm in my first month, and the transition is hard. The way I see it, though, so long as I can do most of these meals, stick to my exercise regimen (which starts tomorrow!) and replace 90+% of my meals, I'm doing good.
Ish.
Right?
