Raw for four. The four week reveal.

Well, four weeks have flown by and I feel great (not so much today, but in general, I’ll tell you about that later). This week I’ve had 2 different people tell me that I’m looking great and my skin is clear and glowing. I told them what I’ve been doing and they agreed that something must be working. “It bloody better be” I was thinking to myself.

Everything that I’ve eaten so far has been raw and mostly organic. Except a few times I’ve had some brown rice and yesterday I had some quinoa as I wasn’t so prepared because I lost my dates and I was really hungry. Sounds a little suss doesn’t it, but I bought a whole bunch of dates and I don’t know where I’ve put them. They are probably hanging out with my ipod touch that I haven’t been able to find since Tuesday night. They’ll turn up (hopefully)!

After 4 weeks on a high calorie raw food diet the official stats are:

• Feeling: Bloody beaut!
• Fat loss: 4.4kgs
• Fitness: Feeling like an energetic energizer bunny.
• Looking: Apparently glowing

So it all sounds wonderful and positive    except  for today

So it’s Thursday the 7th June 2012. I’ve had a HHHHUUUUUUUUUGGGGEEEE week this week. I’ve worked from 8am to 10pm on Monday evening, Tuesday 8am – 8pm, Wednesday 5:45am – 5:30pm (went to bed at 7:30pm) and today I was up at 4am to board a plane at 5:30am. My meals haven’t been as well planned and prepared like I would’ve liked. Wednesday I felt bloated and gross and went to bed at 7:30pm feeling like a grumpy bitch and pissed off at myself for eating some cooked quinoa (yes, yes, I can hear you now, it’s not like i ate a block of Cadbury’s chocolate or anything). I also ate a heap of nuts which are high fat and contributed to the bloatarama, plus a piece of raw food cheesecake (it’s not actually cheese) and topped it off with some raw food choccie.

After feeling horrible last night I turned it all around this morning and I was actually quite proud of myself.  I ordered a great breakfast at the airport. I got the juice place to juice up some apple and pineapple juice and then blend it all together with 3 banana’s. Then before the meeting I had to go to we went and got some morning tea. Everyone else got coffee and I ordered a freshly squeezed juice and then downed some banana’s. So the plan was going great guns until I got back to the airport at 2:15pm and my plane was due to board at 2:40. Yay!!! Time for lunch.

I scanned the food court at the airport. HHMMMMMM!! What to eat? To my left we have Mcdonalds, Krispy creams donuts, Chinese, Pizza, I think you get the idea. Then alas, I see Sumo Salad, my payers answered. I bound up to the counter “I’ll have a large salad thanks luv” I ask the server. “No worries, which ones would you like” she replies. I stand there for what seemed like eternity, as I feel the stares of the people in the line behind me cutting into my back.

I was taking a little long to decide. I’ll tell ya why!! So, they either have cooked style salads, salads smothered with sauces and the uncooked salads had either cheese, chicken, falafel or beans strewn through it. I was in a tizz as I couldn’t decided and the line behind me had almost had time to sign a petition to get me out of there. OK, so I asked for the bean salad and the chicken and avocado minus the chicken. The girl looks at me with a quizzical face. “Yeah, I don’t eat chicken so if you could just pile in the salad items and avoid the chicken that’d be amazing”. Lucky for me she did what i asked. didn’t really want the bean salad.

So, with a hectic week behind me, a bit of boyfriend gone on a 6 week holiday with his mates blues, plus too many nuts and quinoa bloatarama happening I feel like a fat  frump tonight! Not to mention a total negative biiiaaarrrrch. Those pesky thoughts keep creeping into my head like “why are you even doing this Larissa, who cares.” “Go and eat some pizza” “Just give up and follow the crowd”.

So this is what I am going to do..

Kill evil Homer! I mean evil Larissa! Haha!!  Remember the episode of the Simpsons where evil Homer sits on his shoulder coaxing him to do bad things. Well the evil Larissa version has shown up today. Then….. I remembered this Cherokee Legend:

Read on:

An old Grandfather said to his grandson, who came to him with anger at a friend who had done him an injustice, “Let me tell you a story.

I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do.

But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times.” He continued, “It is as if there are two wolves inside me. One is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him, and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way.

But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is helpless anger,for his anger will change nothing.

Sometimes, it is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit.”

The boy looked intently into his Grandfather’s eyes and asked, “Which one wins, Grandfather?”

The Grandfather smiled and quietly said, “The one I feed.”

THE END

So here I go, from this second on I feed the good wolf inside me. I stop being angry at myself, I stop degrading myself, I stop belittling myself and I start encouraging myself, focusing on all the great results I have had and most of all focusing on all the people who have come up to me and said, “Larissa…..

• You’ve inspired me to give this a go too
• I went and bought a juicer after reading your blog and am making vegetable juices
• Look at the massive salad i made myself
• I realize I am eating way too much meat and processed foods so I am going to add more fruit and vegies

So here goes..

Until next time, make sure you take down the reign of evil in you.

Cheers

Lazza

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