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Whole30: Self-Care Edition 10/10/12
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 8 (Tuesday, October 9)
No exercise because my day started with a pretty sweet interview and photo shoot (for the cover!) for a health/fitness magazine. More on that when I’m officially allowed to talk about it. Anyway, that took the first half of the day, then lying on the couch, watching Midsomer Murders really ate up the afternoon. Whew! Watching British murders is such hard work.
But… I just tried to call the new craptastic gym, to see if some barbells would be a possibility tomorrow morning. In true craptastic fashion, there was no answer, so Day 9’s workout is going to be Wednesday sprints, then Thursday, I’ll be devising a CrossFit-inspired, bootcamp-style workout, a.k.a., backyard workout!
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 roasted Brussels sprouts
1 tablespoon coconut oil
Dinner, 8:00 p.m.
4 ounces roasted chicken breast + 1 ounce roasted pork shoulder
1/2 head lettuce (raw)
1/2 large cucumber (raw)
1/4 sweet onion (raw)
1 cup snap peas (raw)
1 cup jicama (raw)
Penzeys Pasta Sprinkle + 1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil + 1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
1/2 large navel orange
Excited! Optimistic! Fired up!
Song of the Day
I’ve had Prague on the brain for two days solid because we talked to a friend yesterday that gave us really supportive news about how he might help us make our transition to living there in the next few years. Frexciting! Anyway, for no obvious or explicable reason, this song reminds me of being in Prague. Pretending to be a spy. Getting lost. Saying vlk! (‘Cause I’m fascinated by a word with no vowels… which reminds me, I just started an online Czech class, so wish me luck ’cause that sh*t is hard.)