I’m definitely feeling chunkier than when I first arrived in London. It’s the pub life, takeaways, nights out, lunches out, Christmas, and of course my own laziness that has me noticing my clothes are feeling tighter. I also feel awful inside, lethargic, grumpy, unexcited, it’s emotionally depressing! Sure, I enjoy the glass of wine and the gorgeous, creamy pasta at the time, but then I’m annoyed at myself all week because all my clothes don’t look as good as they used to.
So starting January 1st I am joining Leah and a crowd of thousands for the Whole30 to reset my body and my mind. I’ve been dying to start all week, but decided with New Years Eve looming there was no point and I would just be setting myself up to fail.
However this weekend I have headed in the right direction; my supermarket shop contained only lean protein, eggs, fruit, vegetables, herbal teas and a few nuts (that they allow) to keep me going. I also went through my pantry and fridge and threw out anything not allowed, as they suggested, because looking at that food all month would just drive me mental! It wasn’t too much, and one of my flatmates took a few bits too – we’re not wasting.
I’m not going to measure my progress through weighing myself or taking body measurements – I’m simply going to take before and after photos and base it on my clothing fitting better (like they used to!).
This morning I also went for a 5km run (+jog +walk – because I can’t just run 5kms with no training) around Greenwich. It was beautiful, and now sitting here on my couch drinking water, eating a nectarine and watching my favourite man (JamieO) on TV I feel very chuffed with myself and the aching in my legs is actually a welcomed sensation.