Sunday, March 02, 2008
In my perpetual struggle to become a skinny, hot, hard-bodied, trophy wife*, I have started following an exercise plan called the "German Body Composition" workout, which consists of three superset workouts per week and clean, lower-carb eating in the first several weeks of the program. I've been resisting freshly glazed apple fritters and donuts and cookies and all things sugary or bread-like, while training like a demon for the last two weeks. I've increased my energy levels and alertness, and also lost a humble few pounds and inches along the way.
Well, the first phase of the eating plan on this program prescribes that I eat natural high-protein (read: something that swam in the water or walked or crawled on the earth or flew in the air at some point), low-carb (read: it's green and fibrous and grew out of the ground) foods for two weeks, and then take a "cheat day" to essentially eat whatever I want.
Today is my cheat day, following two long, meaty weeks of training and clean eating. Interestingly enough, I've not had many cravings, though I have satisfied my need for sugar by finishing off some leftover ice cream and noshing on a cookie or two so far. I've also had about 1.5 pieces of white bread. Already I'm feeling...disgusting.
I think this is part of the program's sinister plan; resist temptation and eat well, and then gorge yourself like a starved pig and feel bad about it physically and mentally afterwards. Then use those negative feelings to deter yourself from any desire to "cheat" until your next break meal, 5 days down the road.
It reminds me of those stories you hear about kids who get caught smoking, and whose parents force them to smoke a full pack in one sitting as their consequence (I'm certainly not saying that this is an ethical consequence, just that it has happened to some and I hear it works). More often than not, these kids get so sick of cigarettes by their 20th one that they never smoke again.
I think this program works with the same concept: gorge yourself on junk food after eating clean and feeling better for two weeks, and then notice the difference in how you feel physically and mentally afterwards. Use the unpleasant after-effects of gorging to deter you from further "breaks" until you are allowed a break meal again, 5 days later.
I haven't even *gorged* yet and already I feel horrible both mentally and physically. I think this sinister, yet brilliant plan of Poliquin's (he's the guy who designed the program) is working perfectly. Already I feel like I'm done with junk food and would like to return to wholesome, caveman-style eating.
I'm hoping that my disgust with processed food and with how I feel right now will translate into further weight reductions and measurement decreases in weeks to come. I'll keep you posted.
* Right now it's pretty evident that Hubbs married me more for personality and brains than looks, but I'd like to reach the point where my ridiculous hotness completely overshadows my larger-than-life personality and genius brainpower.