Honey, umm…you totally want cereal for supper, right? I’m going to have cold chicken, 14 baby carrots, and 7 almonds, and then tuck myself into bed. I promise that tomorrow will be better…more carbs!
I don’t care what we tell you, here’s the truth.
Competition dieting sucks.
Dieting for a competition is way more focussed, intense, and hardcore than a ‘healthy eating plan‘. It is a healthy eating plan shoved through the finest mesh filter that exists on the planet.
Living with a dieting competitor is not fun; also true.
This time around I am really doing much better managing my mood and being honest with myself about how the low carb days affect me.
There are days I find myself unable to complete all the tasks I planned for the day. Somehow my superwoman cape comes loose, no matter how firmly I tied it on at 4:30 am that morning.
- The kitchen remains an overgrown jungle of tupperware, pots, and pans. ‘Wash and Go‘ is the new method for food prep in the morning.
- Laundry. What’s that? !
- I take my glasses off so its impossible to notice the floor needs sweeping.
Yet, there is one thing I still do no matter what each and every, single week.
Four batches of delicious muffins are made with extreme love every single week for my husband. Not one calorie is consumed, unless you can inhale calories.
I am a shameless sniffer.
As soon as those babies come out of the oven I am smelling them like there is no tomorrow. Then they are packaged up and frozen for the week so he can have a tasty second breakfast around 9 am every day.
If your competitor can’t talk to you when you come home from work because she gave everything at the gym and work and has no carbs left, but cooked or baked for you; she loves you.