Bye Week

I'm taking a bye week. Is that how they spell it in football? You know what I mean right, that week when the team doesn't play. I've decided that every time TOM shows up, I'm taking a bye week.

TOM is trying to play some tricky game on me....I think he's invited his friend MENopause to the party because OMG, I have been a mess this month. (If you are a dude reading this....Stop Now) Cramps, migraines that last for days and crying fits so bad that you'd think I'd just been kicked off from The Bachelor.

I did manage to go for a long walk with my family in the cold and wind on Saturday. GO ME! We bought our son a scooter so that both children would have them and so I could chase them around the park. Now...it's all up to me to drive them and their scooters to the dang park. IT'S ALL ON ME! 

Oh...right, it's winter in Colorado and the threat of snow is always around. The days are getting nicer, it just means I'm not consistant yet-but I'll get there.

  Goals for Week Seven Eight

• More Water
• No Carbs
• RUN for the PILS
• Food Journal
• LOSE TWO POUNDS!!

Linking up with The Java Mama for The Biggest Loser.

Paleo: Week One Results

Starting Weight:  213.5
1st Weight In:      210.4
LOSS:                     3.1 pounds

I was down 4.1 pounds before TOM arrived. I'm up one pound but I know that it's bloat because yesterday was a little bit of a rough day. I keep forgetting that day two is always worse than day one.

I was craving sugar yesterday and vegetables sounded terrible so I just ate fruit and protein. I resisted!!

Feeling much better today and expect to be back on track!

For dinner last night...we ate chicken breasts that I'd marinated in curry powder and coconut milk.  It was soooo good! This will be a weekly recipe for us and now I just need to find a veggie that would complement it well.  Maybe Sweet Potato?

Praise The Lord! Go Paleo!

Jolene (my lovely coach and support from Healthy Discoveries) didn't say anything to me about not weighing myself.  I've seen on some of the paleo blogs that you aren't supposed to weight until day 31.

I've been weighing myself every single day.

As of this morning, I'm down 4.1 pounds! It's only been 6 days!

AND....I'm in complete shock.

This morning I was down 1.4 pounds.  I was really pleased because I ate out both Friday and Saturday, being very careful to be strick with my eating.  Friday night we went to Chipotle and I had a salad with Carnitas, Fajita Veggies and Guacamole.  It was delicious and I didn't miss the rice and beans at all.

Carnitas, Veggies and Guac

Saturday we went to Rodizio's Grill for lunch and I found plenty of Paleo friendly items at the salad bar! I love their beef, chicken wrapped in bacon and chicken hearts with lime on them! So good!

Fruit, Veggie and Eggs

 I was still full until about 7pm...so then I had a packet of Almond Butter with an apple.  I didn't love the Apple Butter.  I really thought I would.  Strange.

ANYWAY....back to why I'm SHOCKED!

TOM (you know...that little gift from Mother Nature that arrives every 28 days or so?) arrived this morning.  A few days early....and he didn't bring his usual baggage.  No migraine.  No cramps.  No bloating and NO CRAVINGS!  This must be the miracle that I've been looking for! 

I'm so thrilled and feeling great! 

Credit

How Does Dominos Know?

"The successful person makes a habit of doing what the failing person doesn't like to do.” ~Thomas Jefferson

I was on a roll!  Two days of working out...I was feeling good and I had more energy!

Then Wednesday happened.  TOM showed up 5 days early without warning!  I'm worried about what this means because I've been really hot and moody lately.

Anyway...I've been out of commission for three days.  The good thing is that because of the sneak attack by TOM...I didn't have any pop tarts (or wine) in the house so I didn't go crazy, but I did order a pizza.

How does Dominos know?  They always send me an email right before TOM arrives, telling me about the wonderful deal that they have.

Oh PMS...I hate you

I was all ready to go for my walk this morning.  I stepped out of my nice warm bed and stepped on something warm and squishy!

My daughter.

She was laying on the floor with her pillow and blanket and now I've woken her up.  She had a bad dream and I was sleep so well that I couldn't hear her when she came in.

Poor baby.

TOM was also around and he debilitates me.  I hate this.  I wish I knew a way to make his visits less uncomfortable and devastating to my diet and the number on the scale.  I suppose I should be careful what I wish for because I fear MENopause is right around the corner here.

How do you handle PMS and all the crap that comes with it?  Is there a magic pill I can take?