Ultimate Reset, Day 1.

I promised I would post my before photos. Day One is a humbling day for me.

Eight months ago, I felt like I had turned a corner. I cleaned up my nutrition, stopped giving up before I started, lost about 10 pounds, felt AMAZING. Worked out every day, felt like my body was no longer betraying me. Hashimotos Hypothyroid has made my body my enemy for a few years. I keep working. Keep battling. And in January, I felt like I was winning the battle.

This summer, with stress and frustration and simply not enough time to prep and stay focused with my nutrition (despite a nearly perfect workout regimen), I feel the effects of that. Acutely. This is where I’m starting. Six pounds up from what I had lost.
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Nope. This is not my happy face.

I’m working on it.

Day one of the Reset looked a little nuts–did most of my shopping for the week, did some prep work with a few of the recipes (baked my sweet potatoes, the lentils, the quinoa, the miso soup), but started the day off with a sinus headache. Because I’ve cut all caffeine with this proces (which may or may not be permanent), I think what I could have possibly headed off with a cup of coffee just stuck around and intensified throughout the day. I wound up flat on my back by 3, lights off, ice pack on my forehead, magnesium citrate and peppermint oil to help. I’ve been able to function until about right now…it’s 8:15, and I’m thinking about bed.

A little extra sleep might not be a bad idea.

In all, I felt like I had a lot of food. I found myself THINKING about food all day…I knew I had work to do to prepare it, so it was on my mind…which meant I felt hungry when maybe I wasn’t. Pretty proud of myself for sticking to the plan when I could have grabbed a snack. That may seem like a small thing, but in my world, justifying a hand full of chips or a marshmallow as I throw one in the cereal treat bowl to make a sculpture…that’s just part of my routine. THAT’s a habit I want to break.

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This morning’s workout was  Bee’s Yoga for Release–part of the plan for the Ultimate Reset on Beachbody on Demand. It was…meh. I get the point of it. It’s very difficult for me to not push myself in a workout, even when I know I need to be chilling out. I plan to try to stick to it, but…I may need to branch out. Gently. 😉

Looking forward to sleep. Looking forward to tomorrow’s meals. One thing about this plan? It’s delicious. No question about that.

I really know what to do.

I’ve been off track. Off kilter. Just…off.

I know something’s wrong. I told my doctor, we’ve run blood tests, we’re talking about everything that has to do with hormones and absorption and adrenals and thyroid and blah blah blah.

The reality is that it’s time to buckle down. It’s time to eliminate the things I know do me absolutely no good (sugar. alcohol. many grains.), re-introduce the things that do (fruits. vegetables. water. clean foods.). Give my body a chance to rest and reset.

So. I know what to do, and I’m doing it.

It’s looking like Beachbody’s Ultimate Reset this time around.

Ultimate Reset Challenge

(You knew it would be Beachbody, right?) Straight forward nutrition. Intentional breathing and light movement and serious attention to the details of my nutrition and how I think about food and my body. 21 days of no excuses.

I’m sitting here drinking my last glass of merlot. I just prepped my breakfasts for the next 3 days (I make things a few days at a time because there are 5 people in this house and we eat a lot. We need a second refrigerator. Not kidding.). Tomorrow, before I make cakes and build flowers, I will grocery shop for the week, and I will not be adding junk to the house. Period.

My intention is to post daily through this process, to make observations and generalizations and just to be honest with my progress. I would love to lose a few pounds. I would love to sleep amazingly. I would love to feel better–my digestion is off and I know that’s about my nutrition. I would love to just literally be able to say I stuck to the plan 100% by the end of three weeks.

Three weeks is a long time.

And the pictures I take tomorrow morning will likely humble me.

But here I am. And I will post those pictures. And the girls in my challenge group will be posting in our facebook group. And if any of this looks interesting along the way, well…drop me a note. 😉