A Caveman Christmas
I’m on another obnoxious quest: go Paleo for 30 days.
Interestingly (read: stupidly) scheduled between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I’m calling it: The Paleoday Season.
Much like my involvement with my blog, I’m assuming I can’t commit for an extended period of time, so I’m safely dedicating only 30 days to Paleo. That’s 30 days without some of my favorite things:
- Dunkin Donuts Coffee (which is about 50% cream)
- Vinaigrette dressings
- Peanut butter
- Potatoes (especially sweet, in french fry form)
- Rice (or any other GF grain)
- Adult beverages
That’s also 30 days WITH: holiday parties, 90s concerts, mini-road trips, family visits and other distractions. Great timing, Linz.
Now, WHY go Paleo? While triathloning, I adopted a lot more starchy carbs into my diet because I simply wasn’t getting enough performance energy without them. They also helped ease the hunger that set in everyday around 10:30am, after breakfast and 2 hours of morning training. It worked very well, but I didn’t feel as good as I did without them. And now that the September race has come and gone (woo hoo, 3 goals complete!), and training is over, I need to get back in check.
While attempting to look smart in Barnes & Noble, I stumbled upon The Paleo Diet for Athletes, which details its “exercise-enhancing effects” and how it supports “peak performance” for endurance athletes. Granted, I’m an amateur, but I’m curious. So, I’m trying it out for 30 days. If I like it, I’ll keep in going into the spring when I start training again.
I officially started on Sunday, November 25, and I’ll end on Christmas Eve — JUST in time for eggnog, mashed potatoes and cheesecake. So, what have I learned in 60+ hours of Paleo?
- I miss DD. I bet they miss me too.
- Grapefruit is gross.
- Tumblr is the perfect way to chronicle my journey. Check it out: ThePaleodaySeason.tumblr.com