Showing posts with label Cheat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cheat. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

First day of what will be my new lead coaching schedule + cheat-tastic

5:45am - venti red eye with 2 splenda

6am- 8am - a-coach

8:30am - grande red eye 1 splenda

9am a-coach

10:45am - wod! 10 min AMRAP: 10 WB, 5 dead-hang pullups

Total rds: 8 + 4 WB.

12pm - 3.5 oz grilled chicken breast over mixed greens, home roasted peppers, carmelized onions, grilled eggplant with avocado oil and balsamic (YUM)

3:30pm - 3oz grilled chicken breast

5pm- 7pm - a-coach

7:45pm - egg white omelette with chicken sausage, carmelized onions on top of brocoli. with two fried eggs on top :) Yum. Omelettes for dinner. Who knew I would love them THIS much?! (or fried eggs so much i'd put them on top of eggs!).

Sometime after dinner, I was craving a dessert. I thought, I know, coconut milk + chocolate protein powder. That'll do it. I even added a touch of heavy cream. Didn't satiate me. So I thought, okay, something else not so cheaty... well, I roasted a shit ton of beets today. So... beets and goat cheese. I even threw a few blueberries on top. Nope. Didn't help. At this point, I'm not even hungry I just want something sweet and I work out really hard and it's not like I have a competition coming up soon and i think it's fucking allowed once in awhile.

And I was so pissed about the non-satisfying "cheats" that were taking up room in my stomach. Mad that I'd wasted room in my tummy for that shit when I could've just skipped all the bullshit and gotten something that I actually wanted.

So I'm decided. I'm having two cheats per week. And not "cream in my coffee" cheats but an actual real cheat. Not like a whole day of cheating or a whole meal gone wild, but a cheat item that I want and that I'm excited about. That I'll work to earn.

So I went to the frozen yogurt place and got fro-yo, all kinds of flavors (cookies n cream, chocolate cheesecake, and mint) with fat free brownie bites and reece's cups on top. And then, I finally felt better. Like I'd rewarded myself. And, no, I don't feel bad about it at all. I actually feel better, knowing that I'm going to allow myself some leniency without shame going forward.