Reward meals and Bovine Bitchiness

Posted on March 13, 2011. Filed under: Food, Progress, Ranty |

I’m big on rewarding myself. it’s the way I’m made. Carrots are yummy, sticks suck, etc etc etc. Part of my reward for toughing out the diet plan is a reward meal once a week. Some weeks I get so excited it’s all i can think about. Some weeks it’s just yay! something different. When we were in San Antonio all I could think about was pasta. We saw a sign for the olive garden and it was ON! My imagination went into overdrive until I was pretty sure that some seafood alfredo would taste like manna from heaven. It did by the way. It was the first time I cried biting into a scallop in my life. I’m not sure it’s gonna be the last though.

The point is, saturdays I indulge in a reward meal with several intentions:

1. with dieting, there is also a slowing of the metabolism effect. The body senses starvation and tries to lower the amount of energy it needs to continue to function on a daily basis. This means you will be burning less calories just sitting there than if you hadn’t been dieting, which makes weight loss even harder.

When you shock your system with a high influx of calories at one time, the body’s metabolism will show an increase and you’ll kick start your ‘furnace’ into high gear once again.

This will help you body to get less accustomed to running on a lower caloric level and make getting lean easier.(via bodybuilding.com)

2. Allowing myself a reward meal on saturday nights gives me a chance to eat the foods that I crave and work hard for them, leaving me far less likely to nibble on forbiddens during the rest of the week. In addition, that cheat meal tastes pretty darn amazing and not just par for the course.

3. I get to spend time with family and friends enjoying a meal without hyperfocusing on the details. As a competitor it can be very taxing on my social life/family when hubby wants to go out on a dinner, or friends of ours want to go out together. When I constantly have to decline because of a diet and goals that very few understand or support, it can strain things, depress me as well and weaken my resolve for my goals.

4. As I diet and train consistantly and hard through the week, my muscle glycogen levels can become easily depleted, leaving me feeling tired and fatigued by the end of the week. A cheat meal allows me to replenish my glycogen stores and come monday, I’m raring to go again. The key is deliberation and moderation. A half a plate of pasta with a small slice of cake, or a steak house hamburger with a baked potato. Two slices of pizza and a cookie. Etc. Nobody is saying eat the whole pizza, gorge yourself into oblivion etc.

Now as I get closer to competition my cheat meals might be eliminated alltogether depending on how lean I already am and how close to my show I am. However for someone who is dieting down for personal satisfaction and/or health, a break one evening a week done correctly, will do wonders to further your resolve. And yet, yet there’s always that one jealous bitch who can’t do moderation and chooses to eliminate it altogether. Goody for her. I’m fine with that. Until she takes her jealousy and her anger out on me, the one with self control.

All this went down on one of the message boards I frequent and have developed some good friendships. We were discussing my reward meals and why I have them when this woman gets downright beligerant.

According to her, my trainer is an idiot and I lack drive and self discipline because I have cheat meals on saturdays. Even funnier she suggests that I eat fruit with fruit dip instead. because fruit dip is somehow healthier than a regular cheat meal. Whatever.

I admit I was pretty mad. I don’t see how someone who’s idea of a full body workout involves 20 minutes on the Wii fit before they collapse on the floor gasping for breath like a beached whale has any reason to call my self discipline into question. I also unfortunately said as much. I admit I have a bit of a temper and it can come out from time to time when provoked. I was nice the first time. The second time I let loose. Then I apologized to the rest of the board and felt madder at myself for letting someone elses issues and self image problems get to me like that.

I KNOW I’m on a good program. I KNOW my trainers with Team Bombshell are some of the best in the country. I KNOW I have research proven reasons for my trainer sanctioned cheat. And I KNOW it’s mean to pick on the metally disabled. So I may even apologize to her. Or i may post pictures of my awesome booty to make her hate herself more. We’ll see how bad she pokes me.

At the end of the day, the proof is in the pudding:

Current pic. March 11

Starting point, December 4

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