Milk and Cereal.

Today's blog is brought to you by CEREAL.
Cereal is what I want. Okay? It just is. I have actually been dreaming of it. I can no longer hide it. I must sing it too the rafters. I want every different kind.

To start today's blog, I will list all of the cereals I have been dreaming of:

Lucky Charms
FRENCH TOAST CRUNCH
Cinnamon Toast Crunch
Froot Loops (Forgetting Sarah Marshall Styles)
Honey Nut Cheerios
Apple Cinnamon Cheerios
Chocolate Cheerios
Regular Cheerios with cinnamon and honey and Banana Pieces
Oatmeal Crisp (the one with like dates and fruits and nuts)
Honey Combs
AlphaBits
Cap'n Crunch. Continual refilling of this until both the box and the milk are gone.
SUGAR CRISP (hello!)
Corn Pops
Corn Flakes with Sugar and Banana pieces
Vector
Reese's
Nesquick
Pebbles! (remember?! the Flintstones Cereal, it was kind of like Pebble versions of Froot Loops. I don't know if I could find these still...)
Shreddies
Chex
Special K Vanilla Almond
Count Chocula

Yeah.... So that's done.

I think its time for an INTERACTIVE READER MOMENT.

So since I want cereal SO BAD, I'm obvs going to have it on my next cheat day.
How about this:
YOU leave a COMMENT! (eh? You can do them anonymously now ;)) And VOTE on which cereal of the above listed (or a better one, if it exists) I should eat. The one with THE MOST VOTES I will get and eat.
I'm going to say, I'm leaning towards French Toast Crunch, or Froot Loops. Like, you can't go wrong. Oh...but Lucky Charms...

And here's where I start listing them again in paragraph form.
Just kidding.

So yeah! Cereal is on my mind.
Help me choose! The prize? My smiling face, and probably really angry belly.
I also might do the cereal with vanilla almond milk. But hey, let's not get too crazy.

Today's blog is also brought to you by my body.
Wait, isn't it always?
Yes. Yes it is. And today is no exception.

Well, see, I have discovered a new mantra. And it goes a little something like this:
"I am doing this for my body."
I don't know why it works, or what it is helping with, but anytime I feel weak, I say this mantra and I can miraculously keep going. It's a serious miracle.
Some examples:
Any time I walk by a Tim Horton's.
The moment in the shower when I have to turn the handle from hot to freezing cold (WHICH, by the way, makes you feel like a MILLION bucks afterwards).
Forcing myself to down these boring and gross Hard Boiled Eggs
Swinging that Kettlebell, getting to 80, and wanting to stop, and then pushing myself to 100.
It's like this constant mental reminder. I think it's working better than the picture of me in my underwear.

Which I am now sort of impressed by,since I look so different... so I think it has the opposite effect that its supposed to. LOL.

Because, the thing is, every time I get to these blocks, its just me rationalizing why I "deserve a break." Just one Timbit. Just one less swing. No cold shower, JUST for today. Just one cracker...pair of crackers...box of crackers.

OF COURSE I deserve it. Of course anybody does. If you're on ANY sort of diet, it's hard, and you TOTALLY deserve that chocolate bar for all of the work you have done. I've worked hard. It's not the simplicity of the diet, it's just the mental struggle. It's taken a lot of discipline. BUT the thing is, it's not about that. And I'm not a Saint or anything- I'm no Mother Theresa. It's about pushing forward and reaching your goal. Which you can do taking stops along the way. But if you want to lose weight, if you want a bodyfat percentage around 15%, and you want to do it fast, well then you just should ignore that friendly little voice telling you that you have earned a timbit. Because one timbit, let's just call it like it is, IS NOT ENOUGH. I need a doughnut. Or a box of 10 timbits for 1.99. So, the mantra gets me through that.

PS, The universe aligns when cheat days coincide with access to Tim Horton's and $2.50 in my pocket.

but that's neither here nor there.

But you know, it's actually a crazy thing. It's almost metaphysical. It's as though for the past few years me and my body have been two separate things. They were never enemies... but they certainly weren't besties. Let's just say that they were... frenemies. Neither one liked the other, but we all sort of ignored it to get along and enjoy a weekly McDonalds visit. . (this is my body and my mind we are talking about, by the way). So sure, the McDonalds was delicious- a temporary satisfaction, and after that, the frenemies just went on their way.

I think what I am doing now is sort of joining the two. They can be friends (my body and mind) and by doing so they help each other out. So when my body sees doughnuts (I don't know why I'm all about doughnuts these days), my mind gives her a gentle reminder that we don't need them. And when my hormones are out of whack and my mind is needing cheesecake, I glance at my body, or think of my progress, and my body helps out my mind. It's all about the mantra.

Also, yeah, COLD SHOWER THERAPY. This is my greatest discovery from the 4HB. I read it in the book and was like...yeah, I'll do it. Tried it once. HATED my life. It sounds easier than it is. And then, post mantra discov, I started it. OMG. I am really only able to last 5 or 6 minutes in there, but the second you step out of the shower it is like a gold light reigns over you and angels sing, and 2 doves land on your sink and somehow smile at you, as your dry off your very shivery bod. You feel like one million dollars. I can't fully describe it. But yeah. it's amazing.

Also, as for other updates, I am ashamed but forced to admit, I kind of slipped through the cracks on Pride Weekend. I drank, I had a doughnut... a burger... it was all very intense. I have spent like ten minutes looking at this sentence feeling like such a fool for doing so and wanting to delete it. BUT then I'd probably get away with it again. Also, a special thanks to my amazing friend Cam. He never lets me cheat and coaches me out of doing so. He's been a huge supporter/ greatest amigo alive, and there have been times when I couldn't do this without him. Cameo Carvey, you rock my world, bro. Especially when all I want is a Jack Astor's Pita chip dipped in the Lobster and Crab dip, and you look me straight in the eyes and say "Emm? No. You don't even want it."
Sigh. What a man.

Anywho, now I'm off to make some Burgers. I'm not really sure how, but I think I can figure out how to do it without breadcrumbs. Otherwise it will be like Hamburger Helper without the cheese and pasta, mixed with Broccoli and Brussel Sprouts. WOO. CAN'T WAIT! ...

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(I am doing this for my body.)