Monday, I made you my bitch!

Since I did all my food prep yesterday, like a BOSS,  I was ready as shit today!

Slept in (skipped the gym this morning).  Apparently when you drink wine with your in laws on Sunday night, getting up at 4am is a tad difficult.  Who knew???  (I'm going to confess.  I DID know.  This wasn't my first rodeo).

In all seriousness, yesterday was the last day for alcohol.  I'm dunking on Thursday to get my fat percentage.  I don't want to inflate my numbers.  I want to weigh what I weigh and I want to know my REAL percentages.  No booze and no sugar.  It's on!

Breakfast:  spinach, hot italian sausage, and egg white scramble.  NOM, NOM, NOM!!!  Grubbed it.

Snack:  Quest Bar (cookie dough flavored)

Lunch: chicken, brussel sprouts, green beans, and 1/2 cup of brown rice

Snack: chocolate protein shake

Dinner: 4 oz. pulled pork on spinach, 1 oz of light cheese, and an apple.

Matt recently shared with me an article on food myths.  It stated that it doesn't matter how many times you eat or what you eat when (ie fruit in the morning).  It's about the total number of carbs, proteins, and fats that you eat in a day.  It actually refuted the popular "eat 5-6x" a day strategy.  So.....whatever.

This article annoyed the shit out of me for one simple reason.  Everything I read about nutrition, weight loss, muscle gain, clean eating is contradictory.  Long story short, I decided to eat an apple after dinner.  I was craving sweets.  I figured this was better than the pack of old ass Starburst hiding in the back of the cupboard.  I normally would only eat fruit before noon and would not touch fruit after noon due to the "natural sugars" blah, blah, blah.  It was yummy, so I did it.

I found this quote a while back.  I used to be depressed.  I felt defeated and DEFINITELY "unworthy".  So I changed my actions.  I started eating better and exercising more.  I started to treat my body with respect.  And THAT led to me changing my mind.  I AM worthy.

 This journey really helped my find my voice.  It helped me find my joy and laughter again.

 

These are my goal abs.  Not too manly.  But tight and right!

 

Here are my abs today.  MUCH squishier since December and TOTALLY due to the food I've been eating.  Abs are made in the kitchen.  I DO feel kind of embarrassed about it BUT, I promised full disclosure.  So, put up or shut up, I guess.  I'll be taking my ab pics every 30 days.  I want to surpass my abs from last challenge which were...just OK.

 If I ever get frustrated, I'm gonna look at this guy and imagine him saying...

Sherioushly, you got dish shit, Sheridan!  Don't shtop.  Your absh are da shit.

Did you make good choices today?  Did you workout?  See ya' tomorrow!