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Whole30: Self-Care Edition 10/5/12
From October 2 through at least October 31, I’m documenting my Whole30 and autoimmune protocol, including the when, what, where, and how much of my sleep, activity, food, and mood. Although I follow the Whole30 guidelines 90% of the time anyway, I’m going all-in for the next 30 (or maybe 60) days to give my body a chance to stabilize after enduring adrenal burnout and a thyroid medication experiment.
As Melissa and Dallas of Whole9Life are good at reminding us, context matters, so if you’re not familiar with my checkered past, you might want to read these previous posts:
- A Healing Experiment: to deal with adrenal and thyroid issues
- The Thyroid Experiment and Update on the Experiment
- Weight & Body Image Stuff: I Love My Body and Why is Thinner Better?
- N=1: or why self-experimentation is a pain in the butt but the only option
Not interested in the Whole30? Don’t sweat it! I’ll be posting other stuff like recipes, workouts, and other adventures, too.
Whole30: Day 3 (Thursday, October 4)
7.5 hours – Went to sleep at 11:00 and woke up at 6:30… bing!
1 hour total: 30 minutes of aerobic walking + 30 minutes of 1:00 jog/1:00 walk
I’m wearing a heart rate monitor now (sigh) to make sure I don’t overdo it. Jogging was fun! Close enough to running that I could almost feel badass.
I’ve found my appetite is less ravenous, and I feel better if I eat in a 12-hour window — usually between 10:00 a.m. and 8:00 p.m. so I can stop eating about 2-3 hours before going to bed — and don’t snack between meals or before bed. Because I’m on a mission to lose weight/body fat, I’m measuring and tracking my food right now; all quantities are cooked unless otherwise specified. I’m also following the autoimmune protocol. I train in the morning, so breakfast is right after my workout.
Breakfast, 10:00 a.m.
1/2 cup roasted sweet potato
4 ounces roasted chicken breast
1 cup broccoli
3/4 tablespoon coconut oil
1 cup cauliflower soup
Lunch, 2:00 p.m.
2 ounces lean pork chop
2 ounces skinless chicken thigh
2 cups zucchini noodles w/ 1/2 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
1/2 large cucumber (raw)
1 cup jicama (raw)
10 black olives
Dinner, 6:00 p.m. (@ 24 Diner)
5 ounces (?) beef burger, no bun, topped w/ mushrooms & arugula
about 1 cup green beans braised with bacon (borderline compliant)
about 1/2 cup roasted zucchini and yellow squash
I had an endocrinology appointment this afternoon, and I had a total meltdown in the car afterward. I’m halfway blaming PMS because it’s my PMS week right now, but it was also legitimately upsetting.
1. My blood work looks pretty promising; more on that in a separate post.
2. My endo had no problem switching my prescription from Synthroid to Armour.
1. My blood pressure was a little high. As I was leaving, the NP’s advice was to “cut down on sodium, and… do you exercise?” My head almost exploded. I’ve been going there for almost three years, and I’ve been telling them every time I go that I do CrossFit, lift weights, run, eat clean, etc., and I’ve been gaining weight. I felt as if when I talk to them about my life, my problems, and my habits, I sound like the grownups on a Peanuts special: “Wah wah WAH wah wah.” F*CK ME! “Do I exercise?” Are you f*cking kidding me with this?
2. Then when she filled out the request for my next round of blood work in a month, she requested only a TSH measurement, although I’ve asked them REPEATEDLY to order TSH, Free T4, and Free T3. Seriously. Why do I have to ask every time? WHY?
3. I was just overwhelmed by sadness that after all the work I did — and the confidence I found — to get to my goal weight and fitness in 2008 has been wiped out. I know I wrote all of that stuff about “starting fresh,” and I meant it, but dang! I just felt bad about it today. Like I was standing in a hole. So I let myself wallow in it for a little while and cried some hot tears of anger, frustration, regret, sorrow, and bitterness. Then when I was all cried out, I went to Penzeys and bought some herb blends to replace my beloved spices this month; I’ll share my Penzeys haul in the next day or so.
Song of the Day
We’re All In This Together, High School Musical
Don’t judge. (One of my most unsentimental friends worked in development for a theater company and took me to see the live version of this show when it played in Austin. I was stunned that she liked it, and we had the most fun ever singing along when we saw the show… twice.)