In which she ate everything and needs a nap.

Hello, friends!

Let’s talk about my food issues because that’s the most consuming thing in my life right now, okay? I spent the week before last eating pretty much whatever and it was miserable. Then I got back on Whole 30 for a week. Then I decided that weekends are cheat days. Like, today I ate french toast for breakfast and dinner and had pizza yesterday and I couldn’t be happier. Except for the part where I’m exhausted right now and my face is all dried out. One of these weekends, I’ll say, “Hey, Sierra. Cheat days sound great! They really do! But they’re not worth that food hangover on Monday, so let’s stop doing this.” I’m not counting on it happening anytime soon, though. I really love pizza and french toast. And I’ve been keeping track of my weight a little more than usual lately, and I lose more when I eat what I want on the weekends, then go back to paleo on weekdays. And it makes making lunches for work a lot easier. Even if that lunch is just like three oranges and a Lara bar. Is that really paleo, though? Don’t really care.

Speaking of work, I think I’ve pinpointed my anxiety trigger right now, and that’s what it is. I’m fine on weekends, until about this time of night on Sunday when I’m just a neurotic mess. I think things would be different if I had a job I loved. I feel like I’m stuck in a rut right now because I’ve pretty much gone as far as I can go in this career. And it’s apparently my turn on management’s hate list. I can’t do anything right at work right now, it seems. Hopefully they move on to someone else soon. My stays are usually pretty short. We’re going on three weeks now. It’s stressful. And I just realized that I whined about my job in my last blog, but you don’t mind, right?

I keep making lists of things I would do if I didn’t have to work. Like, what I would do if money wasn’t a big deal. I think I would spend at least three weeks of lying around, watching Netflix, and eating a lot, but eventually I’d probably start writing more, blogging more, and maybe start the photography business I’ve wanted to start since high school. Can I even make money doing these things? Probably not. The only book idea I ever had was basically Divergent, but with two more factions. And I didn’t call them factions. And it all existed in my head and probably came about because I heard about the Divergent series somewhere a few years ago. I don’t know. I’m supposed to be writing a blog about job hunting (I know, I know) for my local paper, but I haven’t started that yet. And I lost my DSLR. I think it’s probably under the mountain of laundry in my bedroom right now. But if you live by me, I will find it and shoot the shit out of you!

When I graduated college, I never imagined that I would be dead tired and ready for bed at 8:30 every night, but, man. I need to go to sleep.  Here’s this. It’s true. I love you. See you around, blog friends.

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Various whining and things.

Well, hello.

I’ve had the most uneventful month ever, and I’m currently right in the middle of the most fantastic sinus infection of my life. I keep opening up this text editor to blog things, but I never quite write that much. We’ll see if I publish this.

As of today, I’ve lost 30 pounds since I started this Whole 30 thing. I went back in my archives to figure out when the last time was I weighed this little, and it just so happens to be the first blog I ever posted. Ha. I gained 30 pounds since I started this blog. Gross. Not that being fat is gross. Just feeling like shit all of the time is gross.

I can’t believe I’ve been eating (relatively) clean for almost three months now, especially when I was eating McDonalds for breakfast every single day and sometimes for a snack on the way home before pizza for dinner. Food addiction is a bitch. I think I’ve got mine mostly kicked. Except today I went to Sonic and had a bacon cheeseburger, because all I’ve wanted for the past 60+ days was a goddamn bacon cheeseburger. A real one. Not with a paleo bun and no cheese. It was so worth it. Except my stomach really hates me right now.

Let’s see. Other parts of my life. My job is getting to be more stress than it’s worth, but I stick around because I really like my coworkers. And I’m not really qualified to do anything else. And I’m a really good captioner, damn it. Sucks being good at something you don’t really like, I guess. But I haven’t found a job being a taste tester for a French toast restaurant yet, so it’ll do.

My dog is getting fat, but it’s okay. It suits her.

I’m kind of obsessed with ’40s and ’50s fashion, but mostly late ’50s. And I’m pretty sure this is because I started watching Mad Men again. I basically want to be Peggy. But only in the later seasons. And my hair looks incredibly geriatric right now. I may have just spent the past 20 minutes looking for the most perfect picture on Google images instead of taking a picture. I’ve got nothing. Just imagine that old lady with the frizzy, short perm that used to sit in front of you all the time at Mass when you were a kid. She probably smelled like eucalyptus cough drops and had a clammy handshake. That’s me right now. You still love me, though, right?

I don’t know where I’m going with any of this. I think it’s time for bed. At 7:00. I know.

And if any of my bosses are reading this, which I know you do, I called off, slept, went to the doctor, spent three hours trying to figure out where would take my insurance so I could get my prescriptions, then came home, ate, blogged, now I’m going to sleep again. For real. And let’s do something about this shitty insurance we have next year, okay? Please don’t yell at me tomorrow. I cry easily when I’m sick. I’m still recovering from the time I left a big bawling message on the supervisor voicemail when the roads were bad my first winter at work. Go easy on me.

Here’s your daily affirmation. This will change your life.

BadassBitch

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Whole 30 Wrap-up.

First: Apologies to Facebook friends, because I haven’t shut up about this damn thing since I started it, and I’m going to post this blog in just a second, so you’ll be seeing this as the preview.

Okay.

So, I did it. I finished the Whole 30. 30 days without the three best friends that anyone could have (grains, sugar, and dairy) and other things I don’t generally partake in anyway (legumes/beans, alcohol). How am I feeling?

Bloated and sick.

Why? Because I decided this weekend would be a free-for-all and ate so much nonsense. Chipotle, pizza, pretzel dessert, and a bowl of cornflakes I’ve been craving for weeks.

Yeah. I didn’t take the reintroduction phase too seriously. Ugh. Wish I would have. But other than that, I had a really fantastic month. I was more awake and alert, my skin was phenomenal, I was rarely hungry, and I lost enough inches that I could fit into an entirely new (well, old) segment of my closet that I haven’t been able to wear for months.

Official numbers:

-17 pounds.
-17.5 inches.
-2 dress sizes.

Holy crap, right? I never even lost that much on the three (total) years I was on Weight Watchers.

It wasn’t an easy month, but it wasn’t the hardest thing ever. I was very rarely hungry (except that one time when I forgot my lunch at home and I was so hungry at work that my hands were sweaty. My hands are never sweaty.) My biggest issue with the program is that they seem to have something against just enjoying food for what it is. And I really love food. The hardest part for me ended up being drinking my coffee black, which is something I did for years until I started frequenting Starbucks regularly when I started captioning. Starting the third week of this, though, I found myself drinking it without even making an involuntary face like I was before, so that was cool. Pro tip: If it’s too much for you, drink it black over ice. Seriously. I don’t know why, but that helps so much.

So, what’s next?

I’ve decided to do one each month until I’m feeling 100% healthy. Or at least 90%. No actual weight goal. I’ve done a lot of thinking about my philosophy of fat acceptance/self-acceptance, and I believe the best thing I can do for myself right now is lose weight and get into some sort of shape. I certainly don’t want to be a size 0, but I do want to be able to run races and hike crazy trails and do stuff like that. The amount of energy I had in January was outstanding. So, Whole 30 every month, then one day (not a whole weekend like this time, because I seriously feel so terrible right now) where I can eat one thing I’ve been craving like mad.

Oh, I’ve also joined a dietbet for February. I need to lose 12.6 pounds. I have 9 left to go. The pot is currently $150,000+ and I’m just really hoping I’m the only one who loses the whole 4% because I need to pay off my loans.

So, in summary, loved the Whole 30, going to do it again, body-acceptance includes losing weight, and I’m poor.

I DID.

I DID.

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Whole 30 Week 2 Update!

Whole 30 has made me a fantastic cook, but not so great at being a blogger. Whoops.

So, it’s officially been two weeks since I started this crazy experiment. Two weeks with no sugar, no cheese, no cream in my coffee. No 9:00 a.m. Pop Tarts. Nada. I can’t believe I’ve actually made it this long. I don’t even know how to begin processing the past 14 days, so here are my feelings in list form:

Things I like:

1. My face looks really fantastic. When I don’t fall asleep with my makeup on.

2. I sleep like a baby, and I wake up super energized.

3. I’m not ravenous all day long or obsessing over food.

4. Brain fog is completely gone. I haven’t felt fuzzy-headed for days.

5. No more headaches! I had one the second day, but that’s it.

6. I’ve been wearing pants (comfortably!) that I haven’t been able to fit in for months. One pair has been too small for over a year. Those were the ones I wore today.

Things I don’t like:

1. I’m so freaking bored with my food. If I see another sweet potato, I’m going to scream.

2. I’m hot all the time, which, if the Whole9 forum is to be believed, is because my metabolism is actually working, which is nuts. One of the reasons I was considering gastric bypass was because my doctor told me my metabolism was shot and basically wasn’t going to work again.

3. I like cooking, but cooking allllllll the time is annoying.

That’s it for the bad things, really. The biggest thing I need to work on for the remaining two weeks is eating more vegetables and running away full speed when I see a Larabar, because they’re going to be the death of me. So. Good. And not really something I’m supposed to be eating, even though all of the ingredients are Whole 30 approved.

I’m watching Food Inc. again right now because I want to be completely grossed out by my chicken and beef every day, I guess. Ugh. Why do I do this to myself?

That’s all, I guess. I need to go to bed. Yes, it’s not even 8:00 yet. I know. I’m an old lady.

This has nothing to do with anything, but it's true. And I love you. Yes, you.

This has nothing to do with anything, but it’s true. And I love you. Yes, you.

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Whole 30, Day 1.

So, I did it. I made it the first day of this whole crazy thing and I only somewhat want to throw myself face-first into a giant calzone. I have 29 days left of this, and I’m already ready to scream if I see another egg. Ugh. I honestly can’t think of one thing Whole 30-friendly that I want to eat tomorrow, so that’s cool. And all of my nuts and nut butters I bought have peanut oil in them, which I apparently didn’t notice when I bought them, AND I only have like $30 left until pay day, so going to buy more groceries isn’t something I can do right now.

BUT ANYWAY.

Enough complaining. I never felt hungry once today, and I found out that the frozen pineapple I bought is the best thing to put in my Nalgene. And I ate more vegetables today than I have in months. I just need to get more creative so I don’t burn out on this within 48 hours.

This isn’t the greatest update in the world. I’m still processing my thoughts on the whole thing, and hyperventilating over the potential snow storm that’s going to hit us tonight and I’ll have to drive in it.  And watching Good Burger. God, I love Good Burger. See you soon, blog.

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Whole 30 things.

True story: I wrote a blog in my sleep a week or so ago. It’s in my notes in my phone. It includes things like, “Can we talk about how pepperoni-wrapped pineapple is food?” and “I have 10 pairs of owl jimjams.”

Anyway.

I’ve been reading about this Whole 30 thing for the past couple of days, and after reading (most of) the book, I’m starting it for January. I know. But I would have started it December 1st if I had read about it in November, so stop.

Quick and dirty: Strict paleo for a month in order to reset your body and heal it from the inside out. No sugar, dairy, legumes, alcohol, or grains. Yes meats, seafood, eggs, vegetables, fruit, nuts, and healthy fats. Which is completely not vegetarianism, so ignore my last blog, okay?

It sounds like a diet, but it’s really not. It’s just for 30 days (they even tell you not to try it forever) and a fantastic way to figure out what you shouldn’t be consuming. Like, for example, I’ve been pretty certain about a gluten insensitivity for a couple of years now, but I’m crazy about bread. I’m also lactose intolerant and have been since I was in 6th grade, and my digestive system is just all over screwed up. On top of that, my skin has gone crazy in the past few months, I live in a perpetual brain fog, my sleep quality just sucks, and I’ve gone from having one migraine every six months or so to having a couple a week. So, I’m doing this to fix myself. (Though, I’m positive some of my brain fog and headaches comes from literally watching TV all day long. There’s something in the whole “It’ll rot your brain” thing. I swear. I should get hazard pay.)

What I really love about this is that they are adamant about not weighing yourself, not taking your measurements, and that this is not a weight loss program, but a wellness program. There is no way I would do this if the point was to lose weight, because diets just don’t work. And make me crazy.

At the end of the 30 days, you can start (slowly) reintroducing things back into your diet. Or not. It’s up to you. I’m already pretty sold on scrambling eggs in coconut oil. I can’t believe I didn’t think of that sooner. Seriously. Try it. It’s amazing.

I’ve been reading tons and tons of blogs from people who have already done this before, and it looks like everyone is generally athletic and skinny  to begin with, so the fatosphere needs a representative, and it might as well be me, right? Right.

If you want to join me, I’m starting January 2nd, since the 1st is a holiday and there are 31 days in the month. There’s more info here. And here’s some other links.

The Whole 30 Resources page

Bartley’s Run Whole 30 Tips

30 Reasons to do Whole 30

Whole 30 in a Nutshell

Whole 30 Eating Log

Also, I’ve been watching High School Musical since I started writing this and I forgot how much I love this movie. How much is that? SO MUCH. Everybody loves a good jazz square. And I’ve definitely said, “I-I bake…if that helps” in stressful situations. I need to stop before I embarrass myself with my love for HSM.

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10k race, possible vegetarianism, and more!

Hello, my little sweet potato casseroles. How was your month? This might be the longest I’ve went without blogging since the inception of this project. I think I say that every time I almost skip an entire month, actually.

What’s going on with me, you ask? Well, I joined the The Fat Girls Guide to Running 10k challenge thing. While I disagree with a lot of her nutritional rules, I’m pretty excited for this. It starts Monday. Of course, I managed to cut the top of my foot pretty badly on Thanksgiving night, so putting on shoes is going to be a lot of fun. I’m pretty sure no one will ever love me because my right foot is basically a giant scar. Anyway, I’m supposed to be running a 10k in 10 weeks, but since there’s a good chance we’ll be under x feet of snow then, there are no 10ks near me until April. Mostly I’m just excited to get back to Zombies, Run! and Abel Township. I miss Sam.

Monday starts deer hunting season (rifle season or something? I don’t know.) in PA, and I’m having a hard time justifying being so vehemently anti-hunting, but still being an omnivore. This could be my 8-hour vegan-documentaries-on-Netflix binge the other night talking, though. Did you know they kill pigs with nail guns to the head? I can’t get that image out of my head. I just had what may be my very last Chipotle chicken burrito bowl. May be, because, like every other time I’ve had these thoughts, I made it like two days before desperately needing to eat some chicken nuggets. Also, I hate beans.

So, here’s to a healthier December, I guess. The thing I’m most looking forward to is making a playlist for running. My old one is basically one Eminem song on a 30-minute loop. I’m open to any and all suggestions, because I don’t know what I’m doing.

This is called for again.

This is called for again.

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