Well – I did it. I completed the #whole30 challenge. I didn’t
die. I felt better. I still haven’t weighed myself or done any measurements,
but I’m okay with that. My clothes fit better and so do my workout clothes. You
know it’s time to start trimming down a little when your spandex-filled workout
clothes make you look and feel pretty terrible about yourself. Nice little
shock to the system when you put on some yoga clothes and you don’t have a
muffin top. I mean – that’s FULL of spandex. And when you look at yourself in
the mirror and think “damn… I am really pulling off this Lulu outfit” then you
know SOMETHING has been working.
Last Wednesday was Day 30… and thinking about it right now –
I have no recollection of what I ate. That’s pretty terrible. It was probably
eggs of some sort… probably some sweet potatoes. Maybe some chicken. Who knows.
Clearly it wasn’t THAT amazing because a) I don’t remember, and b) I didn’t
take a picture of it. Bummer dude. But on Thursday – I was FREE. I could eat
whatever I wanted! Well – kind of. I was trying to follow the reintroduction as
closely as I could, I really did want to find out what agreed with me and what
made me feel miserable. So what did I eat on Day 31? I had peanut butter with
my apple for breakfast. And it was AMAZING. I know that peanut butter isn’t
awesome for you… and I really do like almond butter… but it was just something
that I hadn’t been able to eat and I wanted it. Hard. Lunch was uneventful –
leftover jambalaya from my Fat Tuesday meal (all #whole30 inspired – with cauliflower
“rice” also). I don’t remember what I ate for dinner… but I do know that I had
beer. And DAMN was it delicious. I went a little overboard with my first night
back drinking after 30 days and woke up with a hangover. How embarrassing. I
was a passenger on the struggle bus for most of the day – I stuck with water
all day and had half a Monte Cristo and salad for lunch (had a bit of a stomach
ache after that fried business) and then Friday night was our 20/30 challenge
at the yoga studio. (More on that later). There was snacks and such after
class, and the only thing I strayed from as far as my #whole30 went, was the
cookies. And I had three of them. But they were from La Mie and they had toffee
and caramel in them. I could have eaten 15 more if they were there.
So let’s get back to my other 30 day challenge – 20/30 for
yoga classes. Here’s what happened. I didn’t make it. I didn’t complete 20
classes. And I’m actually REALLY upset about it. There is literally NO REASON
why I didn’t complete this challenge. And it’s not like I missed it by 5
classes. I missed it by ONE. My 19th class was at the party – with 150
other yogis. And there were people who completed MORE THAN 30 classes and I couldn’t
complete 20. It’s my own fault, I know it is. I’m just upset about it. It was
something I wanted to do – for me – and I didn’t do it. Yoga puts me in a good
mood. And there were days I just didn’t want to go. And that makes me grumpy.
(See the cycle developing here?) And now – I haven’t taken class since Sunday when
my favorite yogi taught. And again – it makes me mad. Here’s what it comes down
to – getting my lazy ass to the studio. One is within walking distance, one is
close to my work, and another will be opening later in the year close to where
my parents live. So literally – NO EXCUSE. Why wouldn’t I want to continue
doing something that makes me happy? It just doesn’t make sense. So before I get
all pouty and crabby (more so than I currently am making myself) I will turn on
some Pharrel and do a “Happy” dance at my desk.
Other things… book club is tonight! Woop woop! I think it’s
going to be a smaller group tonight which is fine… once school is done for
everyone that may make our groups bigger. Plus – once the weather gets better,
we can start having some more meetings on patios! Sigh… patio season is upon
us. For this meeting we read The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. If you haven’t
read this book yet, DO IT. And bring tissues. If you have even an inkling of a
soul, you will bawl your face off. I read it on a Saturday and the last 30
pages or so, I had constant tears flowing down my face. It was beautifully
written, funny in the right places and sad in the others. Also – it was based
on a true story. And any “based on a true story” books WILL end up on my list
of “books I need in my life.” So many good movies-based-on-books coming out
this year… I need to up my reading list to make sure I get them read before I watch
the movie (my rule FOREVER.) Because the books are ALWAYS better than the
movie. Always.
As of late, I’ve been feeling… how do I put this…
uninvolved. Which to some of you seems like a RIDICULOUS statement I should be
making. With a full time job, part time job (only one now!), book club,
weddings/showers/parties, etc. But then I also see some of my friends and the
things that they are involved in… and I feel left out. Make sense? I like
volunteering, I want to be on committees – I want to make a name for myself. In
Des Moines there are so many opportunities to become a part of something, and I
want to better myself in some way. While I was getting ready for work today,
FoxNews was playing in the background (not my choice) and they had Blake
Mycoskie – founder of TOMS – as their guest. Most of you know about or at least
have a pair of TOMS shoes (I’m wearing mine right now) but I was unaware how
far they’ve come since 2006. They’ve provided over 10 million pairs of shoes to
children since then – and in 2011 they’ve restored sight to over 175,000 since
launching TOMS Eyewear in 2011. And this year, TOMS Roasting Company was
launched – their mission is to provide clean water to developing communities
with the purchase of coffee, definitely something I can get behind. I mean –
this guy… TOMS started as a small idea and now it’s a GLOBAL movement. And now
he’s got a book out (that I totes want to read) and it’s called Start Something
That Matters.
“My goal is to inspire others to go out and make a positive
impact, to start something that matters to them.”
So maybe that’s my next goal. So many of my
friends/family/co-workers/acquaintances are involved in SO MANY amazing things,
I want what they have. I want to be involved. I want to better myself while
helping others. Maybe another thing that made me want to be “better” was from
watching Clueless a couple weeks ago. I know some of you are thinking – how in
the F would Clueless make you want to be better? Well remember the part where
Cher is trying to help Tai out? (Lord help us Paul Rudd and his baby face…)
They decide to read one “non-school book a week” and do some Buns of Steel
videos. Also – learning a new word to better yourself too. And then when Cher
realizes she’s in love with Josh, she wants to help. She helps organize a
relief fund so she can be “good” enough for Josh. Now ladies – I’m not saying
you need to go out and change yourself for Paul Rudd (but really – he’s adorbs)
but why wouldn’t you want to make yourself better? So for all the times that people
said Clueless is the “dumbest movie ever” – maybe Cher can help you learn
something.
“Always find time for the things that make you feel happy to
be alive.”
Be happy,
S
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