Two MAJOR temptations this morning-cretins selling Krispy Kremes at Montgomery St and the scale in the gym locker room. I managed to resist both, but the scale was whispering to me big time.
I've gotten my food cut-off up to 915PM and tonight I'm trying for 9PM. I don't think I can go back to 8PM because sometimes I don't even start eating dinner until then, but I think a workdays worth of IF (Intermittent Fasting) time is enough, considering where I started. Of course I'm still waking up consistently and not always able to get back to sleep. I was soaking in the tub at 340AM.
I did 12 miles on the bike before work yesterday, which is awesome except I must have gone over some glass and now I've got 2 (count em 2) flat tires. Bike shop is closed to day, so I need to do the whole run to the bike shop thing on my nonexistant lunch tomorrow.
Got some new toys at Cliff's Hardware last night---new veggie peelers and an actual cherry pitter.
So at this point I'm clean of sugar/gluten/dairy/sweeteners/honey/grai
IF I lose the weight WITH the nuts, that would be pretty good proof that the Paleo/Primal/Whole Food theory really does trump the calories in-calories out model.
Not sure how well this is going to work in Hawaii. No shortage fresh fruits and veggies, but can I really go to Cheeseburgers in Paradise and have them hold the bun...and the cheese?
Meanwhile work continues to be a stinky, sweltering heap of bovine fecal matter...oh did I mention...I GOT THE THIRD INTERVIEW! Tuesday at 7AM, I will be meeting a hiring manager at SFO.
Yanni has kindly agreed to shopping with me on Saturday and help me pick out a smashing outfit. Not be stereotypical or anything, but there are times a girl really does need a gay boy.