There’d be days like this.
I was definitely not hungry this morning. Nor was I inspired to eat this huge piece of frittata with a side of beans. However, he advises getting 30 g of protein at breakfast, and this is pretty close. So, as I was eating, I remembered something he writes in The 4 Hour body… That sometimes, it’s going to feel like you are force-feeding yourself.
That’s exactly how I felt then… And that’s how I feel now, as I eat my lunch.
Speaking of lunch . . . my midday meal, composed of leftovers, is uninspiring and unphotogenic.
However, I have had an enormously productive morning with hardly any coffee. Rather than drink endless cups to fuel my workflow and stave off the midafternoon slump I normally experience, I sipped slowly on a cup of Yerba mate, and it was delicious.
And, even though the scale doesn’t indicate it, I am losing weight. My clothes are fitting differently. My naked tummy looked significantly smaller when I caught a glimpse of it in the mirror this AM on my way to the shower. When I try to grab flesh in the area between my neck and shoulder… There is significantly less to grab.
When I got home for dinner, I was less than inspired, but I utilized the leftover salad greens, roasted some veggies (cauliflower, green beans, onion) in olive oil, large-diced an avocado, and then tossed it all with fresh lemon. I also broiled a piece a mahi mahi with guava salt, pepper, and more oil. It was delicious.