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PLOT TWIST!! My shock of the week.

I had planned to dedicated today’s blog post about my newfound swimming skillz, and was looking for a pic from last night’s swim session to post online.

And then I found the pic.  I gasped.  Then I cried a little (but only on the inside).  And then I told my boss that I was having a chocolate moment, which was his cue to get me a piece of chocolate from his super-secret stash and carefully – as not to provoke any rabid-dog-like reaction from me – place my mood stabilizer of choice next to my laptop.

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It actually started yesterday, when after two hours on my spinning bike and 30 minutes on the AlterG treadmill at Velocity Sports Lab, I decided to hop onto the scale.  I gasped.  Then cried a little in the car on the way home.

The last time I weighed that much was the morning when I was booked into hospital to give birth to my daughter.

The scale must be about 5kg out. Obviously.  And I forgot to take off my shoes and the leg brace.  See? Right there… another 5kg.

But the pic this morning didn’t lie.  I looked like a green-capped manatee.

What to dooooooooooooo?

Here’s the thing.  I need a new plan.  Yeah yeah, I know I’ve said so a few times before (mostly on Fridays or after seeing pics of myself), but this shit’s for real now.

But how do I do it without depriving myself??  I don’t do quick fixes and I hate saying (and hearing people say), “no, sorry, I’m now allowed to eat this on my diet.”

Well, for one, I will dedicate this weekend to revisiting my eating habits.  In my case, the problem isn’t with breakfast or supper – we actually eat very healthily as a family – but rather what happens in between.

What will I eat? Vegan vs Vegetarian vs Paleo vs Dukan vs The Latest Fad

I was vegetarian for a while, and then I went full vegan.  Not because I care about the lambs and the fishies, but because I experienced, first-hand, the amazing benefits of living on a plant-based diet.

But then we went to Namibia for a month and I had to choose between oryx steak or going hungry, and since then I have slowly started eating more meat.  Which was, in hindsight, a big mistake.

During this time, my social media timeline also started crawling with Paleo advocates and Tim Noakes disciples (high-fat, low carb diet), while some of my friends decided to lose weight on the Dukan diet.

However, I can’t & won’t sign up to these diets – or to the online support programmes that support them.

  • Fact:  Meat doesn’t work for me.  Fish, yes.  Eating meat and chicken makes my joints ache.
  • Fact:  Dairy inhibits my nutrient intake and gives me a rash.  Yes, I know that while I stuff my face with chocolate. So I should really be making different choices around anything containing dairy.
  • Fact:  I’m an emotional eater.  Whether I’m stressed and upset or happy and in the mood to celebrate… I like food.
  • Fact:  I’m a chocoholic.  I eat a slab of chocolate like a kit kat.
  • Fact:  I still have a family, and with the food prices the way they are, I need to do something that will be suitable and affordable for everyone, not just me.  Also, I don’t want my kids – especially my daughter – hear me say that I’m on a diet.  It needs to be a collective lifestyle.  Which also means that I can’t openly lament my current state of body, even when my son likes “making ventriloquism with mom’s belly button”.

From where I’m sitting, I see my only option is to adopt a wholefood approach, cutting out all processed foods and finding a different outlet for my current work frustrations.

Anyway, I have a weekend to figure it out.

Bottom line:  I look crap, I feel crap, and I need to make a change.  Now.  The picture from last night’s swim session told me so.

And this little saying can no longer apply to me…

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