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I’m copying my client’s diet: the experiment! Day 3/7

I hope everyone is well! Here’s how my day went yesterday, Friday 28/07.

4:5am – I’ve slept well but I wake up for no apparent reason. I try to go back to sleep because I don’t have to be up till 6:15/6:30. I’m wide awake. Shit. Today is going to be hard.

6:10am – Still in bed. I don’t know when Tina is going to wake up, so I’m slightly worried for this morning. I have two clients from 8:30-10:30am and I’m hoping she has a coffee before I go in as then I won’t be able to get one until after my sessions.

8:30am – I start training my first client and to my amusement learn that she’s been watching my stories with her husband, who feels very sorry for me. (Three clients so far have told me they’re watching with their husbands and everybody’s reaction is that they want to feed me. I think it’s hilarious and also very sweet.)

9:40am – I read a text from Tina and she’s notified me she’ll be getting coffee in an hour, just in time for my client sessions to be finished. She’s asking me if I also want any food, which I find super cute and it makes me smile. In fear of affecting her choices too much I tell her I don’t mind as long as she eats after noon.

11:30am – I’ve had my coffee and it gets my bowels moving. I finally go #2 for the first time since Wednesday evening.

12:15pm – I start my training session. My usual walking lunges annoy me today, but I do them anyway. Leg press next because I feel like my usual glute bridges would be too much. After a few sets on the leg press and wanting to give up, I suddenly switch into my challenge mode as I want to find out how weak I actually am. If I wasn’t doing this experiment I would probably walk out of the gym at this point.

12:40 – I’ve managed two sets of 5 reps on 240kg and 3 reps (surprisingly) on 280kg. My max is 350kgx5 and the last time I went heavy, I think I got 320×5. Compare that to 240kgx5 and you’ll see what no carbs are doing to me.

1:10pm – I’m demotivated and ready to leave the gym. I feel self conscious because I’m weaker than normal and I feel like one of those girls who dress up, show up but not do much work. I feel like everybody is looking at me although they probably couldn’t care less about a girl in a pink top struggling with leg training and posting on Instagram every two minutes. I’ve given up counting my reps as I don’t care, I just want this to be over with.

1:16pm – Tina has text me – it’s like she can sense my desperation! She’s having a ham and cheese toastie in Costa accompanied by another Americano. I declare my love for Tina. In the photo I can also see a donut shaped chocolate biscuit, but, alas, Tina tells me that’s for her mother. Oh fate, why do you mock me so?

1:50pm – I’ve allowed myself to take my time getting showered and changed because I know food is just around the corner. Literally. The gym cafe is around the corner from the changing rooms. I skip the protein shake as it won’t be necessary.

2:10pm – food arrives and I am looking at my first bit of starchy carbs in these two days. Who would have thought one could feel emotional at the sight of a ham and cheese toastie.  I enjoy every bite and I know today is going to be a good day after all. I also down another soy Americano. I would normally never have a coffee after training, so I’m hoping my food soaks up a bit of that caffeine.

2:30pm – Silver is struggling to finish his meal and wants to offer me a bite as he normally does. I refuse with a smile and remind him I’m not allowed. He laughs and says: “Oh yeah, I forgot.” and adds how he can’t wait for my experiment to be over. (Side note: I don’t force Silver to finish his meals as children’s appetites are self regulating. They eat more and they eat less but they always eat as much as they need. By teaching him it’s ok to leave food left he’ll always be able to stop eating when full.)

4pm – we’re heading home and I suddenly realise I’m not longer manicly obsessing with every possible food. The realisation makes me smile and feel quite smug for some reason. I still feel a bit shaky from the two coffees I’ve had within a few hours of each other, so I try to walk and move slowly not to get my heart rate up too much.

5pm – I prepare for the evening and buy a white Zinfandel from the shop as I know Tina will be going out for a meal and have some red wine with it. I really don’t like red wine so hence the rosè.

5:45 – I get a bit sleepy suddenly and try to have a nap. I’ve forgotten to put my phone on silent so an incoming text shocks me up just as I’m about to fall asleep. Oh well.

7pm – still in bed, I put in a takeaway order for both Silver and myself. I’ve ordered a small chicken shish with cheesy chips. I’ve also bought chorizo to have with my chicken. Tina’s meal is going to be a chicken and chorizo skewer and chips with halloumi and veg. Excited is not the word.

7:28pm – I receive a text that my food is on the way and get out of bed. One minute later I receive a text from Tina that she says having her glass of red. Time to open the Zinfandel. As I normally don’t drink, I feel like a naughty teenager who’s up to no good. It feels weird posting about it on Instagram but it’s all in the sake of the experiment!

7:40pm – food arrives. I get it all plated nicely and give myself a bit of time before I start eating just to make sure I’m not too early.

8:15pm – I feel full and perhaps a bit uncomfortable. The uncomfortable feeling isn’t from overeating but more from eating itself as the food seems to just sit in my stomach. I wish I could eat more, but I then finish my glass of wine and actually feel ok. I’m surprised but grateful as just a few moments ago I would have loved to eat some of Silver’s pizza and cake too. We are watching Flushed Away.

10pm – movie is finished and it’s time for bed. I notice my stomach making a lot of noise still trying to digest the food I had earlier. This is something that I don’t recall from my normal diet days (it seems so long ago now), so I assume the big meal has put a strain on the digestive system. I have just consumed over 2/3 of the day’s calories. Regardless, I feel good, I feel full and I feel more like myself for the first time in the last three days.

CALORIES: Adding up today’s calories was much harder as it always is when getting takeaway or eating at a restaurant. Even if they have a calorie and/or macronutrients profile available, we must always remember that it’s still an estimate to an extent.

LUNCH: The toastie I had at Virgin said 252kcal, although seeing the size of the bread I immediately knew that wasn’t accurate. Also, you get a choice of a pitta, white or brown bread or a panini. They’re all very different in calories. So I put the toastie down as 320kcal.

DINNER: I had to estimate the calories for everything as a kebab place might not even know what a macronutrient is and no one cares about calories there. 😄

Wine: about 6-7oz – 195kcal;

Chorizo, 3 small sausages: 204kcal;

Grated cabbage, slice of tomato and cucumber: ~30kcal;

Small chicken shish, around 100g: ~260kcal;

Cheesy chips: ~380kcal;

Garlic sauce: ~95kcal.

TOTAL: The day’s total for me was 1576kcal. This doesn’t sound half as bad until you realise that my dinner accounted for 1164kcal of that. This is too much for one meal after such low food intake over a few days and most of it will be stored as bodyfat, especially since I had alcohol with my meal. Macronutrient counting has pretty much gone out the window today but you can see I’ve had a lot of carbs and fat, some protein and little to no vegetables.

3/7 done.

I’m copying my client’s diet: the experiment! Day 2/7

Hello and welcome! More and more people tuning in to this experiment or challenge even if you will and I couldn’t be more pleased. Everyone’s positive messages are very helpful and Tina and I are carrying on as planned.

Fun fact: I’ve even changed my client’s contact name to Tina on my phone for fear of slipping and mentioning her real name during moments of brain fogginess and confusion. Best stay in character! ☺️

Today was both easier and harder. It makes sense to me. It was easier because I only had two morning clients and no gym as I took Silver to the Lego exhibition at Excel (we do it every year). I got to sit around a lot and generally just didn’t use a lot of energy so it was easy to cope. But it was also harder as my food intake was coincidentally lower and I was hit by a spectrum of moods I had no control over. Let me tell you all about it!

6:53am – I wake up naturally, grab my phone first thing to check if there’s a message from Tina even though I’m still half asleep. No text, so I just give myself a bit of time to come about before I get up and start getting ready.

7:10-7:50am – I pack my bag for the day, prepare a meal for later that I know I will be able to eat. I have a lot more free time than usual since I’m not having any breakfast. I drink two glasses of water. I notice I am feeling anxious and shaky; it could be from the excess coffee the day before or perhaps already the lack of coffee this morning? Not sure how quickly caffeine addiction happens? I go to the toilet and am shocked as to how dehydrated I am. In the craziness of yesterday I completely forgot to drink water?! I’m going to make sure I drink more today.

8:30am – I’m changing trains at Clapham Junction and coincidentally receive a text from Tina that she’s having a small Americano at home. I get one from the station and carry on with my journey.

8:50am – I’m walking to my client and realise that the anxious and shaky feeling is gone thanks to the coffee. I was expecting that and make a mental note of it for myself.

10:40am – I have trained my first client and have now arrived at Tina’s gym. I know I won’t be eating anything until after her session so I make sure I make it a good one to build up her appetite. We have a great session, lots of laughs as usual and Tina is working hard. I promise her that I’m not punishing her for what she’s putting me through. Not sure if she actually believes me.

12:10pm – I’ve left Tina and Silver and I are heading to Excel. I’m eating my vegetables and cold turkey breast from a Tupperware on the platform at the station before my train arrives. I don’t have enough time to finish it all so we travel a few stops and finish my meal on the platform at the next station before continuing our journey. I’m in good spirits from my client sessions and Silver is proving to be extremely witty today and is making me laugh.

1:30pm – we arrive at Excel and I make sure Silver eats before we enter the Bricklive event. While paying for Silver’s lunch (a mouth watering chicken and bacon toastie), the barista asks if I want any coffee with my order. I could swear I feel my eye twitch as I refuse her offer with a smile. Silver is finding it all very amusing.

1:30pm – we are at the Bricklive event, about an hour in a realise that I can sit comfortably on a Lego brick shaped seat and leave Silver to run around and have fun. I am feeling good and also quite smug that I found such a clever way of preserving energy. I am unable to stop thinking about all kinds of tasty, sugary, fatty foods and take notice of every person’s snacks who walk past. To my right, a father sits down with his three children and hands them bananas. What is it with the bananas lately? I want one.

4pm – a client texts me to express her condolences for having undertaken such a difficult task and admits that she’d love tea and Tim Tam’s. I agree excitedly and for a moment consider proposing having a secret tea party with her without telling anybody. I don’t do it but the mental list of foods I’m going to eat as soon as I’m done with this experiment is growing.

5pm – I have a small soy decaf Americano. The order seems so long that I have to memorise what I’m going to say first. I have to add my own milk and clumsily spill some on the counter. I can’t taste the soy in my drink and the coffee tastes very strong. I add several sugars before the taste is palatable. I’m happy I have a warm drink as I got a bit cold from sitting in the same place for three hours. I need to use the loo as I drank about 500ml of water earlier to avoid heavy dehydration. I realise I have another problem – I am becoming constipated.

6-7:30pm – we travel home from Excel. During this time I go through many emotions. I start my journey feeling bloated and gassy but otherwise relatively calm. Once we get to Waterloo for our train to Norbiton, I am rapidly becoming ratty, impatient, short and I can’t seem to stop or control myself. I get cross with Silver and tell him I need 5 minutes. This is not how I wanted my evening to end. Getting off the train at Norbiton, I almost snap at a stranger who’s walking too slowly in front of me yet won’t let us pass either. I momentarily question my sanity for doing this. (Erin, if you’re reading – I quite clearly failed the reframing exercise!)

7:45pm – Tina has seen my Instagram stories and contacts me because she’s worried that I’m angry with her – not at all. She says she’s finishing shopping and heading home to cook and eat. I get to start prepping food! I feel my spirits lift a little bit immediately.

8:20pm – my food is ready. 200g chicken mini fillets and another layered vegetable pot from Waitrose. This is a big meal and tastes so good! Although by this point I have not eaten anything for 8 hours, so I could use more food to satiate me completely. Carbs would be amazing! Maybe tomorrow?

9pm – I am determined to finish my Instagram post and blog post within an hour and go to bed early so I wouldn’t become hungry again as I can’t sleep on an empty stomach. I notice that my stomach looks a bit distended and I can hear loud digestion noises. I know I’m constipated as I’ve not been able to go #2 all day. I’m surprised how quickly that happened as I have a fantastic digestion due to my high vegetable and fibre intake (2-3x/day). I am curious to see how I feel and look tomorrow morning.

Guess my calories for today? My dinner actually has more calories than I’ve eaten all day and adds up to a whopping 630kcal. My whole day caloric intake comes to 1195kcal on myfitnesspal.

I’m slightly dreading tomorrow. Is it going to get progressively harder?

One day at a time. 2 out of 7 done. We can do this!