My plan all along was to be very strict about my diet and then on this past weekend I could eat and drink whatever I wanted, which I did.
The first thing I noticed was how dead the food I was eating tasted. Alice had brought all types of snacks for the kids, so I started eating them. I started eating chips and it had been so long that I had almost forgot the taste. What I did notice was that once you start eating them they don't fill you up and you keep eating them and other than the flavouring, they have no substance.
On Saturday and Sunday morning I made breakfast for the family and it was eggs, bacon and pancakes. Lunch was hamburgers and hot dogs and dinner was steak. On the way home from the beach we stopped at Wendy's, and for the first time in a very long time I had fast food. The grease from the fries was giving me a headache almost immediately, although I did like the frosty.
Needless to say, after a weekend of debauchery I felt terrible this morning. Very tired and unmotivated. It's amazing what a poor diet can do to you mentally and physically in a short period of time. It also didn't help that the test results I got on Friday showed my liver enzymes getting worse not better.
This afternoon I went to another doctor and reviewed the results and started to put together a plan. I was a little bummed out and still very tired. When I got home from work I had a nap and was going to go train but just felt so tired and unmotivated. Instead I decided to try and pick myself up mentally, so Reid, Alice and I went to the movie Star Trek. It was nice to get my mind off of everything for a couple of hours.
I loved the movie, but ate way to much salty, buttery popcorn, especially with free refills. I didn't mind postponing today's workout too much because it was only a swim and weights and I decided to move it to tomorrow. My legs were also a little sore, I think from dehydration. I'm glad I took today off because it gave me an extra day for my sore shoulder and elbow to heal.
I was wearing contacts all day because my glasses, somehow, got broken at the cottage. My theory is that I must be dehydrated because my eyes were dry and I was blinking like crazy. I couldn't get the glasses fixed because the place that sold them to me is moving any they are closed until Wednesday, so I rigged them up with a staple and a screw.
Rest Day
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