Day 16 – Building Momentum With My Deficit And A Rant About Clean Eating Hippies.
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I’m starting to enjoy this diet. I hope I’m not fucking boring you too much with it.
The reason why I can keep to this diet is that I think about creating a deficit today. I try not to worry too much about the exact amount of calories in a food. I try to make an estimate on the high side so that I’m going in the right direction e.g. I put down 1,300 calories for the burger and chips meal below.
I’ve actually found something that finally works for me!
Yesterday I had burger and chips and a strawberry milkshake at an excellent restaurant in Albufeira. I then got a taxi home instead of running back as I needed a bit of a rest. I only consumed 3,200 calories yesterday which is superb for me.
I finished the night off with a run to the store and back for some washing powder and some toffees. I had hot chocolate to help me sleep. It works better than tonic wine used to towards the end of my drinking career.
I’ve had some weird emails recently about my food diaries and I want to make some things clear.
First of all I expect people to comment about what I eat as I put it out there. I can accept and use criticism that is constructive and progress with it.
However, I hate middle class ‘foodie’ tossers who speak to me in a condescending way about ‘clean living’ as if I’m an underclass trainwreck. All the kale and quinoa and superberries in the world won’t save you from this sinking ship you fuckwits.
The truth is I don’t care anymore about eating to please people. That’s why I’m publishing what I eat. I eat badly and I’ll probably die at 70 from a massive heart attack and to be honest that’s how I want to die.
I don’t want to die like a little mouse in some hospital ward all strung out on drugs at 90. We live in a system where you aren’t afforded the right to die with dignity because the majority of society believes that Jesus/Mohammed/Buddha will choose the exact amount of pointless pain you have to endure as some silly fucking cosmic test before shuffling off this mortal coil.
It’s sickening how you’re supposed to ‘respect’ religions that want to leave you with little to no choice in how you live your life and then how you die.
If you’re expecting a turnaround from me into becoming a lentil eating, yoga scoffing fucking hippie, stop reading, you aren’t going to find that narrative here.
I’m going to do my best not to drink today and to eat a little better. If what I eat offends you, then don’t read the blog. It’s easier for you.
I might decide at some point to try a ‘clean’ diet for 30 days to see how it works for me. I’ve found the 30 day format excellent for transformations. Until then, I won’t be making any apologies for what I eat.
If I’m going to try any diet, I think it’ll be a juicing one as the thought of shitting 18 times a day is positively thrilling.