Yesterday was not a good day. Only Day 4 and I had some mega cranky pants on.
Why? HUNGER that's why. I've gone from eating enough food to feed the entire Broncos footy team to eating what seems like the equivalent of what a jockey training for melbourne cup eats.
The 12wbt has you on 1200 calories a day.
Now obviously this is what a normal gal should be eating a day. Don't get me wrong my previous diet was filled with uber healthy food. Mainly organic & fat sugar free. Very rarely do I eat nasty take-away shite.
It's just that my quantity sizes were huge.
I have a medical condition called "hollowlegitis". An unfortunate afflication which allows me to eat vast quanties of food without feeling full. Obviously over the years my inner guts have stretched out and expanded like a water balloon filled up and so now when I am eating smaller meals there is all this empty space.
Like putting a golf ball in one of those underground caves. Hello-o-o-o-o-oooo *echoes*
I am sure that over time my stomach innards will shrink down so I won't feel so empty.
Yesterday afternoon (even after eating my snacks) I was raveonously hungry. So hungry I felt ill.... and cranky.. very very cranky. I could have eaten the arse out of a low flying duck!
"You can't go & do an hour of exercise like this" I snapped at myself in the rear view mirror.
"Shut up ya bum-ache!" I snapped angrily back at my reflection.
Groucherly I stomped into the local IGA glowering at anyone who dared look my way.
I grabbed a box of the Quakers brand muslie bars (25% LESS FAT!!!) and stamped to the check-out.
The intense feelings of hunger took over my rational brain & before I knew it I had also bought a Cadbury Creme Egg. I got to the car & tore into the egg like one of my staffies tearing into my bath towels. Then I ate not one but two of the muslie bars.
"Get stuffed" I sneered at myself in the mirror when I looked at myself with a mixture of pity & contempt.
I quickly sped off to the gym and did my weights workout.
Afterwards I felt really really good (incredible) & my mood had definately improved.
When Amy the PT who takes the spin class came up & asked how I was going I was practically chipper!
I told her about my extreme hunger & she gave me some tips. Basically she recommended that I snack on PROTEIN PROTEIN PROTEIN. She is totally my idol. I would love to have her body.
Not in the nudge nudge wink wink have her body but in the I would like to remove her head & put mine in it's place way. (ok that is kind of weird and a bit Dexterish). She is totally FIT looking. Not muscley just buff. She is in training to do an 80km run. 80 FRIGGIN KILMETRES. What kind of person does that?!
She might be hawt but she's obviously cuckoo.I get exhausted just driving 80 kilometres!!!
Today I am feeling pretty good & excited about starting Week 2. I've printed out my eating plan & shopping list. I feel in control.
I'm a wee bit nervous about the weekend and keeping on track though. I must focus.
I'm back on track though so it's onwards & upwards . I'm so like totally in the zone... like totally.