Today we had a family day. When I say family day, I mean Mick, myself and Brodie go out and do something. We only get Brodie to stay with us every six months and only for a couple of weeks during school holidays, so the time that we have together is always very special. When I started the 12 Week Body Transformation challenge I didn’t take into account that Brodie would be here only a couple of weeks into the challenge and that it was going to take some serious organising (which I think we all know I’m not the best at). So today we headed out for a day at our favourite small town, and headed up to one of our favourite national park areas where we know we can have an open fire and do some good old fashioned cooking outdoors. Of course on the way there, there is always the obligatory stop at our favourite small town bakery where they do “The Best” pies and pasties.
So what did I do today? I started the day off with a bowl of Rice Bubbles. Something low in calories that would fill the hole in my stomach (I’m still asking myself why did I pick Rice Bubbles of all things?) and then followed that up with a brunch of a homemade Cornish Pasty from the bakery. Then we finally got to our camping/open fire cooking place and I had a little lamb chop (all fat removed) and a bit of steak, all grilled over the open campfire. So much crap today. Finished off nicely with a Margherita Pizza for dinner, which is the only thing I’ve eaten today low in calories.
While I know that I’ve eaten pretty badly, there is a part of me that just wants to buck the system and say “So what”? I still want to be able to enjoy life, and I want to be able to have a bit of a treat every now and then, and I want our time with Brodie to be special and to do fun things together. So if that involves having a bloody pasty, then hell, why shouldn’t I? Do I really want my whole life to be about counting calories? Please don’t get me wrong. I am still 100% committed to doing the 12WBT and following the principles I learn(ed) for the rest of my life, but in amongst that, there has to be a bit of give and take for times when we want to just let loose and live a little. Admittedly I might have to let the living happen in another ten weeks or so, but I think then, maybe one day every now and then is surely not going to kill me right?
So without further ado and more complaining, daily stats for the day (beware they’re pretty poor):