I was certain certain those Chinese cleaners had shrunk my favorite pairs of pants. They were perfectly comfy, snug even, when I sent them off to be cleaned. A week later, not so much.
True that week did include a good deal of eating out in Hong Kong but damn it I did a lot of walking that week too. So too when I was in Vietnam earlier this year. 25-30 000 steps a day according to my fitbit, plus some monster work outs in the hotel gym at the Metropole.
All to no avail. Pants. Got. Tighter.
Damn those baskets of delicious pastries they forced on me. Damn them all to hell.
I was going to do another 7/21 sesh after the success of my last tilt, but was put off by the relentless dreary awfulness of it. So instead I decided to try the protein thing about a week or so back. I stripped most of the carbs from my diet. A big ask because I do love my bakery treats, but even more so, having to wrangle the kids around my work schedule each day, there's few things more convenient than a big ol' hunk of bread to fill the hollow places in my tum.
And pasta, and rice. And taters. Nope, never met a carb I didn't love.
You need the fattening little fuckers too. They're an essential part of the dreaded balanced diet, as well as being yummy. But I figured I'd give myself a chance to torch the belly eel that wanted to creep back into my life so for a strictly limited period I've cut right back on the carbs and replaced them with a crap ton of lean protein.
(I've also cut back on the grog and upped my HIIT, but not radically. Been trying to get a solid 7 hours minimum in the rack every night too).
In some ways it's the natural state of being for a bloke on the fang. Lots and lots of meat. I've been necking salmon and eggs for breaky, tandoori chicken for lunch, sashimi for dinner, lots of beef jerky (thanks Geronimo Jerky!) for snacks. I'd throw the occasional piece of fruit or steamed green veggie in there, but I tried to keep most of my calories firmly in the protein column.
Been on it for ten days now and dropped just over four kilos. Partly this is down to the carbs, partly to the HIIT and sleep, partly to less calories from booze. But the thing about protein? You burn up to 30% of the energy it contains just to digest the stuff. With carbs that figure can be as low as 7%.
I'm gonna ease of in Sydney, partly because I have to eat out tonight, but also to give my system a chance to reset. As I mentioned last week, and as should be obvious anyway, this protein-paleo crap is totally unsustainable. But as a way to wake up your metabolism and torch some stubborn kilos, it can't be beat.
Best of all, for me anyway, I don't have to be bullied into eating like this.