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The day the cupcake queen went paleo.

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I went to see “The Great Gatsby” with a good friend yesterday. Great film, amazing visual experience and Leonardo’s quite easy on the eyes too. What was the most memorable scene for me, I hear you ask? Well, for those of you who haven’t seen it, there’s this fabulous scene where an afternoon tea is held for a beautiful girl. Beautiful cakes, platters of elegantly arranged, pastel coloured macaroons and of course the cupcakes, we can’t forget those. Pretty, sweet, pleasing to the eye and the palate, cupcakes. In the throes of monumental sugar withdrawal, I was sitting, saucer eyed in the cinema drooling into my lap. I cant even recall what Leonardo was saying to the hot chick during that scene, but i can still vividly describe the cakes on their afternoon tea table!

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These sweet delights have been one of my biggest downfalls over the years when it has come to my attempts at eating well and maintaining a decent weight. There seems to be some psychological button they press in my reward centre in a way other foods don’t. I feel my excitement level rising rapidly just at the mere thought of a cupcake. It would be fascinating to study the basis for this, but I assume its associated with some positive interaction in my childhood that I can no longer remember well. So what’s a girl to do? I have a few friends popping round for afternoon tea today. If I ever needed an excuse to have sweet treats in the house, having visitors has always been well near the top of the list. I can’t deprive them just because I’m on a diet after all. Really? And of course there would be leftovers, which I would then down as soon as said visitors were out the door. A recipe for disaster!

So I am going to make some new “sweet treats”, the kind that taste delicious but will also support my quest to look and feel just as delicious. So today I am off to bake some paleo sweet potato brownies and banana almond muffins. Delicious and retraining my taste buds one day at a time. 🙂

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http://paleomg.com/sweet-potato-brownies/

http://fastpaleo.com/banana-almond-muffins/

postscript:OMG! The brownies are the bomb! Suggest using the food processor on the sweet potato for smoother consistency. Muffins also delicious. I substituted coconut oil for the butter and walnuts for the chopped almonds. Boom! Love it when new recipes are a success!!! 😀

Beware it’s the weekend!!

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It’s generally awesome when Friday arrives, especially if I have the weekend off work. Free time to spend with family and friends, training sessions without having to rush off to work watching the clock the whole time. Time to chill, time to relax, time to eat and drink! Hold on, time to eat and drink? And therein lies the rub. I like to eat. I like to eat when I’m sad, happy, stressed, tired, celebrating, relaxing. No matter how well I’ve stuck to my intended eating plans throughout the week it more often than not falls into disaster on the weekend. Food is my reward for making it through the tough week that was. And I’m not just talking any old food. I’m talking takeout, pastries from the local delicious bakery, Brie and crackers by the kilo, not to mention a few glasses of chilled white to boot! I love the weekend, but the weekend does not love me, and lets face it, I am responsible for having developed some pretty average habits for my health, having used the weekend as the supporting excuse to justify all types of behaviour. Lets face it, if you can’t have fish and chips for dinner on a Friday night, when can you? Worse still, once I’ve fallen off the horse on the weekend, I label myself as having failed (yet again) and keep on throwing down the poor nutritional food choices in the week that follows. 😦

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So here is my dilemma, here I am on day 5 of my new approach to food and life. I finally made it back into the box this morning after 2 days off with some of the worst muscle soreness I have ever experienced (and I’ve run a marathon!) The session hit one of my goats (and yes there are many!)…overhead squats. To add to the delight the end part of the session was a delightful combination of 500m rows and 15 overhead squats, on repeat, without a rest. Normally I row like a beast, but those sugar withdrawals are in full force, I felt like a flat, deprived of energy, weakling on that rower. And as if overhead squats weren’t bad enough, combine them with some cardio and you might as well double the weight on the bar! It was pretty average. My training buddy and the other guys at the box were awesome though, encouraging me through the last round which I pretty much did after everyone else had finished! Mmmm… What did I take out of that experience I hear you ask? Maybe it’s all too hard. Maybe I need to get back on all that bread and other carb/sugar loaded foods, cos at least I can train when I eat those. I thought about it a bit harder. The purpose of the dietary change is to help my training performance and general energy levels. I was fully aware when making these changes that the first 2 weeks would be damn hard and I would likely feel like a pile of crap. So why not actually walk the talk and stick to it, be as tough as I imagine I can be, wait and see what I feel like in a couple weeks. So that’s what I’m gonna do. Watch this space, my six pack will be visible one day, it’s there now, I just need to give it some time to work towards it’s grand unveiling!

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The DOMS and sugar withdrawal…oh my!

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In the case of today, every muscle in my entire body (with the exception of my face) is hurting simultaneously. A reasonable amount of squats and pull-ups yesterday have resulted in a form of borderline muscle melt down. I haven’t been this sore since I ran a marathon. I am struggling to get up and down from a chair without paid nursing support. I got stuck halfway out of my sports bra and had to call my husband for help with extrication. I had to seek outside assistance to get the lids off 2 jars whilst cooking dinner. Crossing my legs during a meeting at work today became a highly painful manoeuvre that I regretted almost immediately, but provided much amusement to my work colleagues as I tried to rearrange myself in a position that didn’t have me audibly screaming. The funny thing is, although severely challenging in the cardio respect due to poor energy levels, I didn’t think I had thrashed myself to the level usually required to end up in this state! In addition, the sugar withdrawals have kicked in. Flat, ditzy and depleted of energy, I am feeling downright average.

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As a result of these things in combination, this mornings WOD proved to be a disaster. I rarely feel regret with getting into the box on those days where it’s a major effort to get out of bed, but this may be the one day in exception. I couldn’t lift weights that normally feel easy, I had no self belief and my legs felt weak, sore and powerless. Oh and the whining, did I mention the whining. Hell, there was a magnificent show of whingeing, whining and general self deprecation that went along with it. By the time I left I wasn’t embarrassed by the workout performance, but by my sad need to continually make a point of drawing everyone’s attention to it!

Either way, nothing worth having comes easy. Time to hang on, wait it out and work on the positive mindset! I went to the box despite feeling like crap. I made it through the WOD, might not have felt great, but I made it. I ate well today. I am another day closer to feeling energetic, healthy and fabulous. I am another day closer to being off the damn sugar train.

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Breaking the crack habit.

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Breaking the crack habit.

I don’t really have a crack habit, but I do have a horrific addiction  to a sugar. This wouldn’t be so bad, except that despite regular training I am still 10-12kg overweight and I mood swing like a crack addict according to my sugar intake. This is no exaggeration, after a sugar binge  I feel high as a kite for about 30 minutes and then comes the crash, capable of making the worst case of pmt look like a picnic! I have been inspired by some of the paleo eating chicks in my crossfit box. Not only do they look fit, they look healthy, in fact, they seem to glow with health. They have fabulous skin and hair and are seemingly full of a never ending supply of energy. Surely I deserve to feel and look like this too?!

So tomorrow is the day I say goodbye to my habit, in search of a more amazing me. My plan is to eat primarily paleo, with some adjustments (whole fat yoghurt, feta cheese (pref goats) and brown rice). For those of you unfamiliar with “Paleo” the principle is to avoid immunogenic foods such as grains, dairy, processed. High good fats (nuts, coconut, avocado, olive oil), lean meats, veges and fruits. Anyone looking for more info on this can read “It starts with food” by Dallas and Melissa Hartwig, which explains it all.

Let the fun begin! I know from past experience the first few days are awful (not just for me but for anyone having the misfortune of having to interact with me amongst the irritability of sugar withdrawals), but it’ll be worth it in the long run!