I’ve already blown it. I started out strong on Monday, keeping to the protocol perfectly . . . until Friday reared its ugly head. I saw it coming too.
As a reward for meeting our monthly margin dollar goal at work, we were treated to an excellent free lunch from Panera Bread. Giant crusty sandwiches with chips, baguette, salad, and a cookie. A goddamn cookie.
I couldn’t say no.
Not just because it looked so good, but also because I wanted to share in the reward for my own small role in our company’s success.
And I can’t resist a cookie. I just can’t.
So I caved and ate up. Everything. And in typical Trevor fashion, I didn’t stop there. I had some candy stashed in my drawer at work (from a coworker who likes to share with us. Or tempt us. However you choose to look at it) so I said “Fuck it,” and hit that up as well. Rolos and Hershey’s Kisses. Mmmm . . .
I’ll confess, I felt pretty damn content after that.
And not an ounce of guilt or regret to be had. That’s just how I roll.
But I’m making up for it today. Yesterday I continued my binge – which is allowed on one weekend day – and today I’m just treating it like a regular weekday (except I’ll have a bit more wine. Because I wanna).
I’m not too concerned about lapsing in my first week. This is actually pretty typical of how I operate. I usually begin a diet or workout routine in fits and starts before I get into my rhythm. Once I’m in the groove though, it can be damn near impossible to get me out of it.
Still, it’s not all bad news. I started my workouts again and stuck to them as planned (I now get up at 4am so I can squeeze ‘em in). Though I’m (relatively) weak and pathetic, I can already feel the strength coming back quickly. It feels good. I love muscle memory.
But enough of all that shit. What about my results so far?
Well . . . not too shabby, I gotta say. As expected, I was pissin’ up a storm the first few days on the diet. Judging from the strong smell of my urine, I don’t think it took me too long before I entered ketosis.
TMI? Well too bad.
Like I noted before, I don’t have a scale to judge weight loss, though I’m guessing I probably dropped at least a few pounds from water weight alone. I definitely feel less bloated.
My love handles have a nice and squishy feel to them, a result of the pending “whoosh” effect, which means that they are about ready to drop water and tighten up a bit. That usually takes a week or two, going by past experience.
Still, I think I’m already looking a little less soft, though you can judge for yourself when you see the pics.
But what I’m sure everyone really wants to know is . . . what does the tape measure read?
Roughly 34 inches.
Not bad, eh?
That’s about a 1 inch waist reduction in just 6 days. Mostly from bloat, but it feels good anyway. Abs usually start to hint on me around the 32 inch mark. If I stick to the plan solid this week, I might shed another inch or so. After that, most of the water weight will be gone and progress will slow down. But everything lost from that point on will be fat.
So check out the pictures below and let me know what you think. Does it look like I’ve “tightened up” a bit? Or do I look the same? If I left anything out, or if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I could go into much more detail, but I didn’t want this simple update post to become some long-ass self-indulgent story (any more than it already has, anyway). But I’m happy to elaborate if asked.
(Note: read this post to find out why I’m on the Steak and Eggs diet and to see pictures of where I started from, as well as progress pics from last time I used this diet.)
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