So I was really proud of myself. I didn’t smoked a single cigarette in Iran and, as soon as I got back to Manila, I jumped right back onto the Paleo wagon. I did two days of kettlebell and Krav Maga training (Tuesday and Wednesday) and finished my last FTX session on Friday (one set of Gladiator’s Zone – I was tired and running late for dinner).

And then I went to a party. At last half a dozen Red Horse beers and half a pack of cigarettes later…

I don’t drink light beer.

Yesterday, I had sake, more beer (Dos Equis) and more cigarettes.

Needless to say, I fell off that Paleo wagon with a heavy thud. (Ouch!) I think I gained more weight this weekend than in the entire time I was feasting on lamb and rice in Iran.

And now has to be the worst time to be feeling heavy in Manila. The heat and humidity are overwhelmingly oppressive. It’s so bad that, when I towel off after a shower, I can’t tell if my skin is still damp from water or sweat. Last night, it was so hot that I got out of bed to take a shower at 3 AM.

I hate wearing clothes. It takes me such a long time to get ready for anything because I can’t bear the thought of anything touching my skin. I think I’ll just refuse to go anywhere where I can’t wear shorts or loose dresses. Of course, it doesn’t help that most of my clothes are black. Urgh.

On the bright side, my skin is back to being properly hydrated. After Iran, it was so parched that, for the first time ever, I bought a body scrub to slough away the dry skin. After two days of scrubbing, and with the intense humidity, I think my skin is almost back to normal.

But, in the heat of the moment, I’ve decided to TRY doing some raw food version of the Paleo diet, and maybe just have one cooked meal a day. (Yeah, right.) Seriously, it’s too hot to keep eating meat. I ignored lunch today, which was lechon, and I NEVER ignore lechon. I had two oranges instead. (WTF, right?)

Now, I’m snacking on the trail mix I put together in Iran (walnuts, almonds, cashews, hazel nuts, pistachios, dried apricots, raisins), and maybe I’ll have the maid boil some eggs before I leave for kettlebell/Krav Maga.

I hope this “resolve” lasts at least a week. Fuck, what am I talking about? I hope it lasts the day! I’m just not hungry now because I went into a food coma last night from too much Japanese food and ice cream.

Anyway, in the unlikely event that I do push through with this highly restrictive diet, I can’t let it be too restrictive now, can I? Usual exceptions will apply (traveling, any of my food group’s events – which has now been expanded to include anything that involves any of my fellow foodies involved in that food group, new restaurants – er… which also has been expanded to include old restaurants I haven’t been to in at least a year and any items on the menu I haven’t tried).

Good grief. I’m such a fake.

It’s so freakin’ hot!

27 April 2012

Update: Well, that lasted all of two days. Not a bad effort. But the raw food thing was too hard to sustain so I decided to just get back to doing proper Paleo (hence today’s post) – yes, minus all the clauses. But I had two days to go absolutely bonkers before starting the diet. Hehe…