Saturday I kept things clean to start out, knowing that I was about to completely destroy my diet. No matter what else happens, I can always stay on track for my breakfast, it's my favorite meal I eat all day. When I got to my hometown, my friend and I ate lunch at Applebee's, where I had a chicken breast smothered in Jack cheese, and some fried potatoes. It was delicious, of course. Even though I gave myself a free pass to eat whatever I wanted for the weekend, my body was not liking the excess salt I was giving it. I found myself wanting to eat things even when I wasn't hungry, just so I could hurry up and get in the indulgences before I had to get back to eating clean.
The reunion went pretty much how I expected. My friend and I sat at a table by ourselves, with a few people drifting over to say hello from time to time. It was good to see some of the folks I hadn't seen in a while. For me, it was a case of recognizing the faces, but not being able to recall the name, as the majority of my classmates were people I didn't talk to back then. I got to dance a couple times, and bumped into a good friend I'd lost touch with over the years, but most of the time was spent reminiscing with my buddy and as always, we had each other laughing so hard I was wiping the tears away. I felt really good about how I looked, and knew I was right where I was supposed to be in life, that is priceless.
|Me and my friend at our 20 year reunion|
The rest of the morning consisted of a continental breakfast with my friend, and we hit the pool a bit more, this time with a bunch of kids splashing around, then a bit more lounging before checking out, catching lunch at McDonalds, and heading back to Green Bay. My stomach felt horrible all yesterday, so much so that I couldn't bring myself to eat until seven hours later, and then, just some toast with ginger, to help calm my stomach. It didn't help that one of myself had a sick belly and felt like he was going to be sick. Thankfully, I felt much better when I woke up this morning, my stomach was growling fiercely, and I knocked out some high-intensity interval cardio which made me feel like a human again!
The week/weekend of indulgence brought me back to the realization of how good it feels to be healthy. My stomach never bothers me when I eat clean, and I can move freely, have energy, and feel young and vital. I am not in danger of going back to where I came from, because it simply doesn't feel good to live that way anymore. It's fun to indulge every once in a while, but for me, clean is where I need to be. When I used to eat whatever I wanted, I imagined making the switch to clean would mean constantly fighting against myself to not eat things I shouldn't eat, and forcing myself to eat things I'm not enthused about. Now I realize that it's not a chore to eat clean, once your body feels clean, that is how you want it to always feel. And the beauty of that is, there is no torture involved, I want to eat clean because I feel "normal" when I do, it truly has become a lifestyle change, which takes the work out of it.
I have some work to do, to get the extra water and weight back off, but now I can begin to focus on the long term again. I pick up my home gym on Wednesday, I can hardly wait to start training on it.
Well, here goes another Monday. Hope you all have a great start to your week!