Day 1 went a bit Pete Tong (do people still say that?!) but I promised to share my ups and downs with you all. I don’t think there is any point in me writing this if I’m not going to be honest…..
On the Ignite programme all your meals are based on protein and veggies with a small amount of starch. Unfortunately over the past week I’ve had tummy troubles – don’t worry I’m not going to share the details with you! One reason for this could be that my stomach is finding it hard to digest the protein, you see it’s easier for your tummy to digest starch, but once you cut down on this your stomach has to produce more enzymes to digest the protein. BUT, cooked protein contains no enzymes unlike raw foods making it harder for your stomach to digest, ( I don’t claim to be an expert on this – this is what I have gathered from research) and therein lies the problem.
So, after having an extremely lazy breakfast (protein bar) I began to feel ill again. Me and long-suffering boyfriend Paul were going to the Seaside and so I decided that I would take my rice cakes with me as my tummy seemed to be ok on them. We ended up stopping at a supermarket and I bought some gluten-free ginger biscuits. I don’t travel too well in the car and the windy roads were taking their toll so I thought these would help. Oh they helped alright – 4 biscuits later!…..oops!
We ended up going to Clacton – On -Sea, I’ve never been there before and I don’t think I’ll bother going back! We had a short stroll around the arcades and a walk on the pier – well I say a walk, I was more like a tightrope walker in a circus.
Has anyone walked on Clacton Pier before? It’s made of wooden planks,(obviously) and I literally felt like I was walking the plank to my death in the sea! The wood was rotting and crumbling away, the few screws that were holding it together were rusty and it felt as though they would give way at any second. I am not a strong swimmer so I was scared out of my wits! Paul found this highly amusing of course and decided to jump up and down on the planks next to me. Now as if this wasn’t enough to raise my anxiety levels – he’s a heavy guy, I mean I love him and all, but that’s not what you want on a crumbling pier! – I told him to walk as far away from me as possible! Luckily he found this amusing too and continued to wind me up! Needless to say I got off that pier as fast as my little legs could carry me! Anyway I digress….
After I’d recovered from the turmoil of the pier we decided to head to a little cafe on the high street. I chose a ham salad and Paul an onion omelette. Whilst we waited for our food, we had to endure the ear-piercing screams of a little brat at one of the other tables. We were starting to wonder if it was socially acceptable to tell this brat to ‘shut the front door’ when thankfully our food arrived! I managed my salad ok and found it enjoyable to be eating some tasty colourful food again – beige food is bad!
After all this trauma we decided to go home – we had been there all of 2 hrs lol. By the time we had got home it was getting late and to cut another long-winded story short we had 97% pork sausages for dinner with sweet potato mash and roast mediterranean veg. You see the beauty about this programme is – as Jill puts it so very well, you are only ever 1 meal or work out away from getting back on track. You see I could have blown the whole day after eating those biscuits, but I knew I could easily get back on track with my subsequent meals.
Today’s challenge will be cooking up some snacks for next week and getting back on the exercise programme.
Happy Sunday everyone!