back on frittatas

After almost two weeks of breaking down my body with carbs, sugars, and many things I won’t mention, I started my third Whole30 yesterday.

I know that must sound very diet-righteous, and you already know I’m sick of the the diet police. Here’s why I refer to eating less healthy foods as breaking down my body:

In the last 2 weeks, I’ve felt my body deteriorate. Even though I’ve only gained about 2 pounds, there’s no more clear/glowing skin, I look and feel more bulky, I’m constipated and gassy (I’ve had a lot of dairy), I’m pretty much constantly bloated, I’m tired all the time – I wake up tired and I find it more difficult to fall asleep, I’m waking up much later, sugar cravings, mid-afternoon snack cravings, need caffeine for energy.

The good news is all is not lost. My knowledge on food, etc isn’t gone and I’m back on the struggle/journey. I’m trying to listen to my body again, and to eat just enough to get to the next meal. Sometimes this whole thing is so draining, honestly.

Still on the good news, today’s frittata was so delicious (beef, green peppers, mushrooms, onions, curry, thyme). I also worked out today and sorted out the drama with the trainer. I may not have written about that. Well it’s done anyway. AND I signed up at the gym at work. Eek!


wheel of fat-tune

The magic number is 195.6. The good news is I haven’t gained weight.

I almost cried this morning. Usually I weigh myself multiple times because the floor in my apartment is uneven. First, the scale said 195.6, then it said 194.4, then it said 190.4. I was so disoriented. When I got to work, I went to the gym and the scale there said 198!!! It’s one of those scales that you step on and then move the bars until the middle bar finds balance, and I don’t usually trust those, but that was my tipping point. I was sad until afternoon, and I was sad to eat but I did anyway. After work, I went to my gym and the analog “professional” scale there said 191. I told the trainer to check it 3 times because I thought that was crazy. Although my mood was significantly improved, I wasn’t convinced. I think I would have “felt” 191. On a different note, today’s workout really tired me out. Not sure why. I don’t think it was more difficult than yesterday’s.

When I got home, I found several flat surfaces and the most prevalent weight was 195.6 (other variations were 195.4 and 196), so I’m calling this my weight. The good news is I haven’t gained weight. I don’t feel terrible, perhaps because I spent most of the day feeling quite awful. I lost 3/4 – 1 inch all around. I was surprised that I lost anything in my waist. My body fat loves to hang around there and show itself off.


Day 30!!!!!! I’m so nervous about my weigh-in tomorrow. Given how the last 30 days went, I think I’ll be happy if I weigh in at 193 pounds. At 194 I’ll feel ok, but slightly bad. I don’t think I can do any better than that. Ugh. I’ll update you guys tomorrow. I feel like I have a test or job interview and I’m as prepared as I’m going to be but I already know it’s not enough. Since I can’t pray the weight away, I think I’ll just talk about what I ate today.

Breakfast: “Cereal” (chopped hazelnuts and pecans, unsweetened dried apples, unsweetened coconut shreds), banana, almond milk, fruit salad (diced mango, peach, strawberry, papaya). The fruit salad was delicious, but I find that I’m not crazy about fruit. Does anyone have any ideas on how to make fruits less sweet? I just wasn’t feeling it.

Lunch: “Pasta bar” without the pasta or sauce. I guess I could just call it chicken stir fry.

Dinner: Half avocado, plantain porridge. This plantain porridge is amazing. The grocery store only had semi-unripe plantains so I was a little nervous about the starch content but it turned out fine. It’s a tiny little bit sweet, but I don’t mind it. Here’s the recipe I used, and here’s how it came out. I didn’t use any MSG cubes and I added chopped spinach, but otherwise I think I followed it more or less exactly. Aren’t you super excited? When last did I post a picture?


Meanwhile, I went to the gym today, and the trainer scolded me and told me “we have to have a talk” the next time I come in. Yeah, ok. This time last week I was on my way home from work (9:55pm). He doesn’t understand quarter end. I really put my all into it today, though. I had a good time. How weird.


I figured if I just left the title of this post as ’18’ it would seem like a really interesting post. You know, like 21. The movie. Ha.

Yesterday’s meals (I think I got my 5 cups in)

Breakfast: 3 scrambled eggs with onions, mushrooms, tomatoes, green+red peppers, and spinach, half avocado, 2 mini bananas, cashews.

Lunch: Cafeteria salad – kale+spring mix and the usual blah.

Snack: 2 mini banans and cashews.

Dinner: Seafood pomodoro with mixed veggies to replace the traditional pasta.

Today’s meals

Breakfast: Same eggs as yesterday with cantaloupe and watermelon.

Lunch: Cafeteria salad, similar to yesterday’s.

Snack: 2 small bananas.

Dinner: Seafood salad. Most disappointing salad ever. All the seafood was tasteless; you’d think it all came from a can.

The good news is I finally got my butt back in the gym today. The workout routine they’re doing this week is crazy: 10 push ups, 20 jumping jacks, 30 burpees, 40 leg raises, 50 jumping squats, 60 spider push ups, 70 mountain climbers, 80 lunges, 90 high knees, 100 seconds of planks. I can’t believe I got through it all. It took me about an hour. I just know my entire body is going to pay for this tomorrow. Supposedly they did this stuff last week too, but in 5s rather than 10s; the trainer just had to point out to me that I missed out on the prep work. He wants me to come in tomorrow to repeat this set. What a guy. I might, though, if I get my homey stuff done in time. This apartment needs an overhaul.

I also signed up in the gym with the pool. I’m going to try out an aqua HIIT class on Saturday. Haha. I can see myself being the only under 50something but I’ve always wanted to try water aerobics *shrug*. They also have aqua zumba, which I think will be better on my flat feet than regular zumba. The visual already makes me giggle.

The other goodish news is I weighed in at 196. Goodish because although my total weight loss is 18 pounds (14 on the Whole30), I’m still 6 pounds away from my first goal. I need to stop teetering around 200! 200 is like Gordon from that Sprint commercial. It just keeps forcing me to hang out with it. Get out of my framily!!!

I don’t look like I’ve lost 18 pounds. I don’t feel like I’ve lost 18 pounds.


oh she glows

Day 28, June 28

Post workout meal: 1 avocado. I was going to drink the rest of my almond milk but its useful life was over.

Brunch: Grilled chicken and spare ribs from the only restaurant I know that doesn’t put barbecue sauce on its barbecue.

Dinner: 3 scrambled eggs and 1 roasted plantain; sparkling water with lime slices for a little fancy drink.

Impressions: Yay for working out today. The trainer wanted me to do 15 burpees between each set but I only did 5. Dude is crazy. I didn’t put all my energy into it today, but I think it went ok.

For next week I’m thinking about trying that zucchini spaghetti that people have been talking about. I also bought a few things for my dairy reintroduction. 2 small yoghurts, 1 of those little Haagen-Dazs ice cream cups, and a bit of chocolate. Is it ok that I’m really excited by this? (Yes, it is, spoilsports!) On the 4th, I can’t decide whether to reintroduce gluten grains (bread) or gluten-free grains (rice), but I bought some Kerrygold butter because I think I see white bread in my future. I have a few days to decide. It was only a little difficult not to snack on any of that stuff as I was putting it away.I think I’ll survive until Tuesday.

I was also planning to roast a chicken this week, but I found some rabbit so I thought I’d try that instead. Who knew my regular old grocery store would sell rabbit? I’ve never cooked it before but the entire online foodie world agreed that parsley, bay leaf and sage would be good spice choices. I’m pretty excited about it so I’ll be writing all about that tomorrow.

Meanwhile, my face was bloody glowing today!! I felt like I HAD to complement all that glowsomeness with some eye liner and lip gloss, even though I was only going to the grocery store. How is this even possible with just changes to my food? I don’t know when I’m going to stop being amazed.

a taste of home

Day 21, June 21


Breakfast/pre workout meal: 1 cup homemade cereal, half banana, 2 strawberries, almond milk. (Cereal: hazelnuts, pecans, dried apples, dried coconut)

Post workout meal: half cup cereal, half banana, almond milk

Lunch: Makeshift plantain amala with efo riro. I really felt like amala and I had no unripe plantain, so I mashed my semi-ripe plantain. While it technically came together, It was too sweet, and not starchy enough. Not to be tried again.

Dinner: Real plantain amala with efo riro. Oh delish!


Impressions: Woke up and made some almond milk. It took a little getting used to, being unsweetened and all, but I’m in love with it now. I read a lot of recipes for grainless cereal but all of them called for seeds – hemp seeds or sunflower seeds or chia seeds or all three – and I’m just not into that. I made this to mimic my favorite childhood cereal, and I think I did a darned good job. Self control has been difficult.

I don’t know if my stomach is smaller but I find that I now struggle to finish meals I could easily have finished before, even with salads during the week. Weird. Anyway, apparently the gym got flooded and since the guy just rents the place, he wants to move it to a new place. Today we worked out in the park, which was actually very nice. I think I did a better job than I usually do, plus it was just me and another lady and we both really got some personalized support from the trainer. I felt really good. After my workout I went grocery shopping to make some more efo riro and buy some more unripe plantains. Here’s the plantain amala recipe (no drying the plantain!), and here’s my go-to efo riro recipe. I didn’t have half the stuff, and of course I had to leave out the locust beans. Plus I cooked it in coconut oil, and only seasoned with salt. The crayfish really saved the day, I tell you. Anything tastes authentic once there’s crayfish in it.


the run

Day 17, June 17

Pre workout meal: 6 large strawberries. Something is better than nothing.

Post workout meal: Half avocado, 15 cashews.

Breakfast: Same frittata, but that was the last serving.

Lunch: Large steak and grilled veggie salad. I didn’t know I could enjoy a warm salad.

Dinner: You already know: cauliflower fried rice. Last serving as well 😦

Impressions: I can’t believe I haven’t posted in almost a week! Like the title suggests, I blame it on the run. But let’s run through my day before we get to that.

I got up at 4:55 to get to the gym at 5:30. Does this make me a totally changed person? I didn’t think I could do it. The guy showed up and it was an OK workout. I couldn’t do all the burpees. Burpees are the devil, period. I feel like a got a full body workout though, except maybe abs.

The trainer says to me, “So am I seeing you tomorrow?”

I say, “No, maybe Thursday morning, because I’m going running tonight.”

He says, “OK, but come tomorrow. 5:30.”

I say, “Okay then.”

I mean… who can argue with that? This is what I need. Someone just telling me to show up, not giving me all sorts of options. And there’s a certain power in making an appointment that just makes you go. He brought up the shakes again, though. Now I’m going to tell him I’ve bought a shake so he can stop asking. I suppose I could have just told him I don’t do shakes, but I pick my battles :/

I definitely ate too much at lunch. Although I was already tired from waking up early, I had to have some caffeine after lunch, so I got some unsweetened iced tea (Pure Leaf). Fortunately, I enjoyed unsweetened iced tea prior to this exercise. Is there such a thing as too much salad?

The Run: We ran-walked (with the occasional jog) 3 miles on the streets outside of the office. I have immensely flat feet, so I knew they were going to betray me before we had gone far, but I thought I could deal with the pain later, only stopping when absolutely necessary. We sprinted and power-walked to our 1.5 mile mark; I was a little slower with my walking to give my feet a break, but heart rate was up. Coming back was a different story. We sprinted up the hills and power walked/walked the rest of the way. Because I was dying from my feet as well as from my need for air. My heart rate was through the roof. My buddy was totally supportive, but I just knew I was slowing her down more than she would have liked. Anyway we got back and stretched, and I felt OK. I was on my feet for a few minutes, chatting with a colleague, then I sat down for 5 minutes. When I got up, the pain in my feet was ridiculous. I limped to my car and took off my shoes. Feet were throbbing at the arch and driving home was a chore. By the time I got home, my arches were swollen and painful to the touch. I tried to massage my soles with a lacrosse ball but there was no relief. The pain was mad. The outer sides of my feet were painful too, I suppose because I had stared landing funny during the run to make up for the pain in the arches. I stretched some more at home, had dinner, and went to bed. This was another ordeal. Every time my feet touched each other, I woke up from the pain. This lasted until about 4am, so I sent the trainer a text message and I told him I wasn’t coming in. Finally at about 5, I got a full hour and a half of sleep.