Oh boy. I can see why people use blogs as accountability tools! Having to check in and confess my diet sins is rather embarrassing. The past week has not been great on the losing fat front, but more about that in a minute…
Training has been going extremely well! Last week was my second week back in the gym, and I finally started to see my strength return. Instead of lifting only a third of what I could previously, I actually managed to work at 50 and even 60 per cent of my one rep max.
On Thursday, I even felt confident enough to deadlift (this is the exercise my doc told me I’d especially have to be careful with)! I only went up to 40kg, and I was extremely nervous every step of the way, but it felt so good to be doing my favourite exercise again. I figured if I survived moderately heavy squats, non-maximal deadlifts couldn’t hurt too much. Apart from adding in deadlifts, my week of workouts was the exact same as the previous week.
Oh and I ran home from work last Monday! Crazy, I know. I did it purely because I wanted to see how long it would take me. For those keeping track, I moved house a month ago and I’m now 2.2 miles from work. It took me 18 minutes to run the distance, which isn’t bad considering I’ve gone for a run exactly once in the past 12 months.
Now we get to the fun part. We had friends staying with us last week and went out to eat every single night except one. I ate and drank a bunch of food I shouldn’t have (lots of cheese, burgers, chips, pasta, happy hour cocktails etc). And apparently my neighbourhood didn’t get the memo that London is a late night dining venue, because when we tried to go out for dinner at 10pm on Friday night, everything was closed! We had to go home and order pizza.
Unfortunately, I’m also the type of person who slips up once and then throws the towel in for the rest of the day/week. I know this is a terribly stupid mindset and something I need to improve on! I’d ‘ruined’ my entire week of eating, so I thought I might as well enjoy the weekend a bit too much as well.
I don’t feel bad about any of this. I had some great nights with good friends that aren’t in London very often. Furthermore, they are European and would probably think I’m crazy if I explained my ‘diet’ to them. I still have 16 weeks before my (first!) summer holiday, so I have plenty of time to see these little abs of mine.
The good news is that I have no more special occasions coming up so I can’t make any more excuses! To be honest, my insides feel like hell so I’m glad to be back on a normal diet today. My skin is acting up at the moment, so I’d really like to try being strict Paleo again for at least one month.
By some miracle my measurements have all stayed the same, except my butt and chest have grown by 2cm each – score!
Um, so sorry about the non-motivational post. I promise I will be better next week!
Does one ‘bad’ meal or day of eating tend to throw you off track as well?