On Friday, I was 183lbs and today I'm 185.5. Not bad for a holiday weekend of bread and beer. I'm not a low carber, but I'm sure I'm on the low end of normal, since I do eat fruit and yogurt daily, corn tortillas and pozole every couple of weeks, and have a beer here and there.
Last night's Guinness was my "cheers" to top off and end my wonderful weekend with the family. Today begins a week of asceticism.
asceticism; the way I see it
- No grains – easy, since I don't eat them much anyway. I typically reserve what few grains I do have for beer or tacos, but these are low level foods
- Limited dairy – half and half in my joe, and one meal with cheese per day
- No fruit – it's a gateway food
- No yogurt – It's not filling, and just makes me want more yogurt, fruit, or sweets
- Veggies – yes
- There will be meat – oh my yes
- Avocados – Thanks to my sister's tree, there are plenty to eat right now
- Coffee – black and/or with half and half
- No alcohol – No beer, of course, but also no booze or wine for the week
- Sleep – I will try to go to be earlier than usual, which isn't really much of a commitment
- Intermittent Fasting – I almost never eat breakfast, so that part is normal. On some non-training days, I will go longer, but I'm not the 24 hour fasting type. My only issue I have with IF is forgetting to eat enough in the hours prior to training. I can train empty first thing, but training empty after a full day leads to bad training.
- Training – Gal and I appear to be going back to the gym this week, so two days of that and two days of kettlebells and ab rollouts in the little apt gym
- Mobility – It continues
- Walking – Yes, please
- Running – Gal suggested it. I plan to string her along...
Coincidently, and speaking of asceticism, this morning, my RSS reader found yesterday's blog post by fellow blogger John Durant, regarding his recent monk/monastery/fasting/adventure – Fasting with the Trappists: An adventure in asceticism. It's a good read AND also works well with my philosophy on dieting hard, which is to imagine myself in the place of some sort of monk; feel the hunger.