You know how sometimes you realise something about yourself or your own capabilities, and you think “I didn’t know I could do that!”, and a big smile spawns on your face. Well, that’s how I’ve been feeling for the past week or so, because I didn’t know I could have this much energy, this much pure, unfabricated, wondedrful energy. (And I hardly drink any coffee at all any more.)
As you know, I started eating healthier when I got back from my Christmas holidays, just to try to recover from two weeks of over consumption of all things tasty. I’m not going to tell you it was easy, because cutting away all fast carbohydrates from my diet was hard, not eating any sweeties was hard, and eating smaller portions even though I was really hungry (or my eyes were anyway) was hard. It still is sometimes, but I think I’ve gotten the hang of it. I can still eat all the veg and fruit and meat and cheese and lots of other things I like – I just have to be a bit more innovative when coming up with something to complement them instead of potatoes, rice or pasta. But that’s not impossible at all. This week, for example, I’m craving pizza, and after a little bit of research I found this recipe for grain and gluten free pizza base with cheese and cauliflower!
But anyway, back on track. The point is, I feel absolutely marvellous. I’m energetic, I work out 5 days a week, I am full of life, and I’m really enjoying that feeling. I think it must be a combination of more exercise and a healthy diet. And I do think a heavy decrease in sugars and carbohydrates has a lot to do with it. I’m less bloated, I fart less (tee-hee), and I’m not as hungry or feeling as snacky all the time. I eat one small piece of chocolate every evening with my tea, and that’s it. No more. One small piece is enough.
I’ve also started eating breakfast. I never used to, and that’s still something that I find difficult to do on certain mornings. It’s just some natural yoghurt with nuts and raisins, but it’s much better than nothing, and it ties me over till lunch time. When I wasn’t eating breakfast, I was eating a lot more unhealthy snacks.
The effects of all this are, to me, astonishing. I’m alert and awake, and I want to do things. I’m doing translation assignments after work. I’m feeling creative, I draw and paint more, I follow through with my ideas and I still have time to just chill out and play video games in the evenings.
All this energy is making exercise a pleasure. Or well, I still hate it sometimes when I’m slaving on the treadmill or in the running tracks, but I love to see the change in my body, how I get stronger and leaner and how I can do more each time I come back to the gym. Even exercises that I used to hate with a passion, like the shoulder press, are getting easier and more enjoyable – until the next time it’s time to up the weights, of course. The point is, there’s progress, and it’s tangible, and I love it.
But I do have a goal with all this. Apart from living a long and healthy life, which is the long term aim, I have a few shorter term ones as well. I would like to lose weight. I’ve lost about 8kg so far, and I would like to loose a bit more, to reach the weight I was at when I was younger and more fit. Then I want some muscle definition. I want abs, and a killer back, nice shoulders and strong legs. I don’t want to be skinny, I want to be strong, and I want it to show.