My second week on the fix came and went, and I did not lose a single pound. One of the mantras that is consistently repeated among 21 Day Fix participants is that the number on a scale isn't always the best way to measure progress, and to instead look at your measurements. In an effort to make myself feel better, I grabbed my measuring tape to see how many inches I'd lost so far. Sadly, it appears the only place I've lost inches has been in my bust, which is the one part of my body where I don't mind a little extra padding.
Looking back over the week, and trying to understand why this happened, I know I need to be honest with myself. I also know I need to try and look at the positive things, because even though the numbers don't show progress, I did notice some positive changes in my attitude.
Let me start by saying this week was batshit crazy. We knew that at some point the moving company would be delivering our stuff, we just wouldn't find out when until 24-48 hours beforehand. Well, I got a call on Tuesday afternoon letting me know they'd be here Wednesday morning. We had to make last minute arrangements to do a walk through of the house and get keys from the landlords Tuesday night, so we wound up eating both breakfast and dinner out on Tuesday. I had a job interview on Sunday, and that was also the day we had to be out of our Airbnb, so, when we found ourselves hangry and without lunch materials at the new house, we went out for tacos.
On Wednesday, we got up earlier than normal but later than we had hoped. The wheels in my head were turning as soon as I woke up—I should probably just make breakfast, hop in the shower and put off my workout until later. I know myself well enough to know that after a day of moving, I would have successfully concocted a hundred reasons to skip my workout. So, I got out of bed and did the damn thing.
Looking at the clock post-workout, the wheels once again started spinning—I don't have enough time to make breakfast. I should get in the shower, and we can grab something quick on the way there. Let's be real. It does not take that long to microwave some quinoa, sauté some vegetables, and scramble some eggs. We ate breakfast at home, I skipped the shower, and we were a couple of minutes late meeting the mover.
Normally, I think tardiness is super poor form, and normally I'd feel like a dick about it, but if you're familiar with the ridiculous garbage carnival our experience with this moving company has been, you'll understand why I don't feel even remotely sad about making this guy wait a few minutes.
Speaking of the moving garbage carnival, it turns out our mover couldn't maneuver his truck around the turn to get onto our street. After a few minutes of grumbling and strategizing, Casey and I wound up renting a U-Haul so we could offload the truck and transport our belongings to our front door. Yes, we paid the moving company a ton of money so we could then rent a U-Haul and help move our own things. Somehow, I managed to remain surprisingly calm throughout this ordeal, and it just reinforced my belief that I had made the right decision to make myself a priority that morning.
Getting our creative problem solving on!
The rest of the week we split our time between unpacking at the new house, and doing all of our other day to day things at the Airbnb. I could have easily used this disruption as justification for skipping workouts or eating meals out, but instead made it a point to work out in the morning, do as much dinner prep as possible before heading out to unpack, and then make sure we called it quits on unpacking early enough to make and eat dinner at a reasonable hour.
I was for sure a little lax regarding my carbohydrates this week—breakfast and lunch included some good whole grains, but I wound up having bread a couple of times (a roll with my soup and biscuits with my pot pie). I maybe ate more than a little bit of Casey's peanut butter cookie during our Friday night coffee date. I also had more beer than I should have, but moving is stressful and beer is delicious, and you can't argue with science.
So, no, I did not lose any weight this week, but I didn't gain any weight either. Was I perfect? Nope. Was I disappointed with my results? A little, but without sounding too horn-tooty, I'm pretty damn proud of the fact that I made nutrition and exercise a priority, despite the little voice in my head that kept suggesting excuses. I'm also really proud of the idea I had to turn our coffee table into a plant stand when we realized it wouldn't look right in front of the couch.
I know this will become a dead plant stand in the very near future, but I'm pretty psyched about it now
Once again, my daily breakfasts consisted of quinoa, two servings of sautéd vegetables, and two eggs scrambled. The one day we went out to breakfast, I ordered my go-to breakfast bowl with eggs, brown rice, black beans, and avocado.
Lunches were salads full of vegetables, beans, seitan, and quinoa—having quinoa for both breakfast and lunch isn't ideal, but I'd made a ton of it and was totally slacking on preparing any other grains. When we went out for tacos, I tried my hardest to seek out choices that were light on cheese and heavy on the proteins and vegetables. I didn't think about it at the time, but I probably could have built my own, and made those tacos even healthier.
Pumpkin and White Bean Soup with Roasted Brussels Sprouts — One of my friends told me about a startup called Lighter, which is essentially blue apron for the health and budget- conscious home cook. The recipes are all plant based and designed to be affordable. While the service is currently only available in certain cities, you can email them to become a recipe taster and receive recipes each week. This is where I got the soup recipe, and it was souper—see what I did there?—easy to make. I doubled the recipe, and had soup for days. I also didn't have a blender, and while the creamy texture that comes from blending the ingredients would be amazing, not blending it also totally worked. Lastly, the recipe calls for canned pumpkin, but I think I'd like to try making it again with real pumpkin or butternut squash to see how that comes out.
Coconut Curry Lentils and Potatoes — In a perfect world, I wouldn't have gone grocery shopping the day after the snowpocalypse, the produce section at Greenlife wouldn't have been wiped out, and I would have swapped the regular potatoes with sweet potatoes. I added spinach to include a serving of vegetables, and I served this over brown rice.
Not only are sweet potatoes more 21 Day Fix Friendly, they would also look so much prettier in this dish
Back by popular demand, I made deconstructed vegetable pot pies based on this recipe from the Minimalist Baker.
I was pleasantly surprised to notice that I wasn't nearly as sore after the workouts this week as I was last week. I felt more coordinated performing each exercise, and I even used heavier weights — I mean, not much heavier, but it was still more than I did last week. Despite the aforementioned "obstacles", I am surprised at how effortlessly these workouts have become a part of my daily routine. I want to start running again, so I probably won't do the workouts every day once the fix is over, but I can definitely see using some of the workouts for cross training purposes.
Entering the third and final week of this program, I am a little nervous that I won't lose any more weight or inches. Part of this is because I paid for a program that promised results, and for the most part, I followed it. Do you know how hard it is to live in a city with a fuckton of breweries you're dying to check out, but can't because you're not supposed to drink beer? Hint: it's very hard. It's also a little weird going through this and writing about it so openly. I know I prefaced this whole thing noting that it wasn't my intention to be a fitness blogger or be offering advice, but I'd be lying if I said the accountability provided by this blog hasn't been a huge motivator to stay on plan. I feel like I'd be letting you down if I don't see major results, or at the very least, a little embarrassed that I so publicly failed a program that has worked well for so many people.
That said, I am going to spend my last week—which happens to include the Superbowl—staying as close to on-plan as possible. I've also decided that I will skip beer for the week, to see if that provides any results. Wish me luck!