When It Rains, It Pours

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Well last week was a bit of a weird mix! It started off reasonably well, and I was eating more fresh, whole foods. Lots of vegetables, fruits, oats, meat. Things were going so well… until I made the wrong choice of not peeling a sweet potato when making sweet potato fries. As I have an ostomy, I have to be careful about what foods I eat (avoid seeds and anything that can ‘clog’ the intestine), but for some reason I decided to ignore my instincts and eat the potato skins too. Unsurprisingly, that caused a lot of discomfort because it caused a partial blockage in my intestine, and for the rest of the week it felt like I’d been punched in the abdomen! I decided to rest up and eat low-residue foods (ie. easy to digest, low in fibre, soft and squishy foods), which then ended up turning into comfort food for the rest of the week and into the weekend. Yep, my mind took over yet again, and those few days of bliss then played havoc on my guiltometer. Which led to my decision to start up Turbo Fire again.

I started TurboFire today (Monday) and during the first ten minutes, I felt fantastic… until…

Put it this way, it’s true what they say; “when it rains, it pours.” Just as I recover from the potato skin blockage and feel good enough to work out, I pull my back out doing burpees during the fire drill of Fire 30. Well, that’s it, I’m never doing a burpee EVER again. They’re evil, horrid little things that make you feel sad. Or sore. Or both. And I don’t need that hassle. I’ll follow Ally in the modified version and squat instead. To be fair, my thighs and bum will thank me for it.

So here I am, feeling sorry for myself, and it’s only the beginning of the week. And the food this week is already going wrong, mostly because of my mood. Bacon sandwich for breakfast, a ham & pickle baguette with a package of Doritos and an Apple Muller Rice for lunch, and no doubt I’ll cave for dinner. And I can’t even fob it off as a “cheat day” – this is purely a “fail day”. But. the important thing to remember is that it’s a fail DAY, not a fail WEEK. If I’m going to cock up, I’d rather it be today, and then the rest of the week can be spent healthily. It’s just a shame that I can’t work out too, thanks to the evil burpee. Perhaps I’ll just go for early morning walks, just so I’m keeping active, but not going OTT.

Ooh, while I remember, I made a shocking revelation last week. I discovered that there was more sugar and fat in a granola bar than there was in a spoonful of Nutella. The granola bar is marketed as a ‘healthy’ foodstuff, when really it’s packed with crap. Unfortunately, I have one box left of them, so I will still be eating them for now, but once they’re gone, I won’t be re-purchasing them. I did find a recipe on YouTube for some kind of banana-oat type cake thing, and it looked amazing. I think the banana was mashed up and added to oats and milk (the banana replaced the sugar & butter), and then it was all baked in the oven. I’ll have to look into it more, but it looked frickin’ amazing.

Ostomonday
This week I’ll be answering your questions, so either tweet me with questions, or email me, or post questions on my Instagram or Facebook pages!

Wedding
We had a look around our latest venue on Saturday. It was a lovely little building, although little is the key word. It was very ‘cosy’, shall we say. But to be honest, it still felt lovely. The layout would mean that some people can sit outside for the evening do, some can sit inside, so it’s not like they’d be crammed into a tiny space. We will probably need a second viewing, but so far it’s our first choice! We had some questions for the co-ordinator, so hopefully her answers will give us a better idea on whether we’ll be going with this venue or not. Hopefully once the venue is booked, everything else will start falling into place.

Coming Up
I finally get to meet up with my friend Conor on Saturday, for our little day trip to London. I’m really looking forward to it, not just because he’s awesome, but also because I just need to erase the last bad memory we had together. (I think I mentioned it before, but long story short: I made the wrong choice when I was given an ultimatum from my ex-boyfriend, where he basically made me choose between him or my friendship with Conor. I stupidly chose my ex-boyfriend who, as you can tell, became an ex for a reason.)

Question of the Week:
What do YOU want to ask me? As I mentioned, this week’s Ostomonday video will be a Q&A session, so if there’s something that you want to know about my ostomy (or my experience with Crohn’s disease) then leave a comment and I’ll answer it!

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