In a tub of Ben & Jerry’s “everything but the…”
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This is all, of course, in anticipation of my participation in CrossFit’s two-month Paleo Challenge, which starts tomorrow. For which, I have royally fallen off the wagon.
Dark chocolate for breakfast, anyone? I have three kinds on offer. I had five but the other two are no more. On the breakfast table sit two hard-boiled eggs, ignored.
And to think all I wanted yesterday afternoon was this:
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But all the supermarkets seem to be out of good dark chocolate, so I got what was available. And then the tub of Ben & Jerry’s caught my eye and the thought of not having any ice cream for the next two months hit home and that was the start of the breakdown.
So I ate half the tub in a cab on my way home. Then had a big barbecue dinner (that featured rice and lentils), followed by doughnuts and cake. Then I finished off the tub of ice cream and am still steadily going through my stash of dark chocolate. This is why I do not do cheat days. Because of the damage I am quite capable of in a day. Or two.
CrossFit has been stricken off today’s schedule in favor of a big lunch with a favorite girlfriend and free-flowing cocktails tonight with some very cool fellow lushes.
After hospital duty of last week, which consisted mainly of hard-boiled eggs and bananas, I dropped down to 114 lbs. I weighed myself yesterday and was at 115. I wouldn’t be surprised if I am back at 120 tomorrow.
Sigh.
Bring on the Paleo Challenge. Now. Please?