Monday, December 19, 2011- Day 247
Baking extravaganza for the relatives back east. No time to post anything. I promise a post soon regarding how I feel about baking foods laden with white flour and sugar. Prior to Paleo, this was an inexpensive way to gift things to people, but now since I don't keep any of the major baking ingredients in my home, I had to go out and buy it all. And there is no way all of it is getting used up. Annoying.
Sunday, December 18, 2011- Day 246
Back from Vegas. Tired, dehydrated, smell like casino, 'nuff said. Oh, and not that it matters, but we had a scale in our bathroom at the hotel room, and I decided to weigh myself every morning. I don't have a scale at home, and use my Wii to occasionally check in. I mentioned the other day I hit a new low weight. I decided to step on the scale Friday morning in Vegas to see what the foreign scale said, because have you ever owned an asshole scale at home that flat out LIED to you? I used to have one that was 20 pounds off. And not in the good way. I went to the Dr's office one year and couldn't believe they recorded my weight as 20 pounds higher then what I thought I weighed! The scale in our hotel room read the exact same number as the Wii. I weighed myself on Saturday morning and I was down 0.5 pounds. I weighed myself Sunday morning after super salty dinner and 2 glasses wine. I was back up to Friday mornings weight. I find it remarkable that I can travel to a place like Las Vegas, eat absolutely no foods that I prepared myself (salty, unknown ingredients), drink alcohol, and NOT GAIN A SINGLE POUND. That is what regulating your insulin does. I'm pretty sure two years ago, I would have come back 5 pounds heavier (but according to my scale, only 15 pounds heavier, asshole scale). Like I said, it doesn't matter, but very interesting nonetheless.
Saturday, December 17, 2011- Day 245
Happy Birthday to my sister! She is the reason for this trip, and today we celebrated her birth with a fancy dinner at Bouchon.
Dinner was interesting. Our server was weird, bf deluxes food sucked, my meal was basically a salt lick, and it felt like they were rushing us out of there. The wine however, was superb (a birthday girl pick)! My mom started down the Paleo line of questioning, and luckily I had my Paleo/Primal brother in law there to back me up. I don't understand what her deal is. Well, I do and I don't. I think because I haven't lost like 1,000 pounds overnight, she thinks this is some sort of "phase" of mine. I don't think she believes that I have any sort of wheat/gluten intolerance, even though I've told her 1,000,000 times that my allergies disappeared. In fact, I don't think she ever believed I had allergies when I did have them, despite my constant sneezing. I think she has much mis-information engrained in her head, and is too old/stubborn to try and think of things in a new way. She thinks eating fat is bad. She thinks she can "work off" a meal. She thinks that losing weight is the end all-be-all of fitness/eating right. (She asked me if I am planning on losing more weight). Like that matters.
I'm tired of explaining the way I choose to eat and exercise to people that will never accept it and only want to stir the pot. I'm tired of being looked at like a fanatic when I answer their loaded questions, and all I am is constantly in disbelief of how great I feel ALL THE TIME. I know I'm still new at this, so it hasn't become "just who I am" yet. But, I assure you, it will.
Friday, December 16, 2011- 244
Thursday December 15, 2011- 245