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have you noticed that all the top profiles for men on bb.com are selling services and none (ok, one sorta) of the women are selling anything? I wonder why?

So yesterday while trolling bodybuilding.com I happened on a comment about the blood type diet. I don’t know why that caught my eye, but it did and I googled it to see what I could find. I looked at type O which I figured was my blood type and the diet and food list recommended resonated with me. I then went on to track down my blood type. My primary care doc didn’t know, so I called my Gyno who has performed 2 surgeries on me so I figured she would likely know. And when her nurse called me back they did know. O+ evidently. Cool! So then I was sure. This is what I found from the first website that came up from my google search:

I don’t digest dairy too well and grains especially wheat has always been my downfall. I know this and have implemented it, without knowing about the blood type diet mostly for the past year and a half when I was working from the diet FT gave me–lean protein and vegetables mainly. It works…for me. The reason this is called "easily influenced" is because two things happened in my brain upon reading about this…1. I reconnected and labeled my love of hardcore training–I love lifting those heavy ass weights and sweating it up doing cardio. Suddenly last night, not different from any other night really, I was going to town on my treadmill. Tearing it up and feeling great. "Well I THRIVE on intense physical exercise you know!", so that’s what I did. 2. I totally saw myself ripping through these last 20 pounds (that’s a whole nother story), I saw myself implementing this eating plan and getting totally RIPPED! FAST! "Eating this way will help me get to totally RIPPED. It’s so obvious that this is how my body works optimally." But this shift happened in my brain (I’m telling you folks that’s where the action of weight loss is…in the head).

I had been training hardcore and eating well for a long time, but again the power of suggestion is strong. And I’m easily influences…in good ways. I always believe the best about me and if I believe something it’s believed and that’s pretty much it–espeically for personal things. All the other articles about the blood type diet call it total BS! Unscientific! People will be malnourished if they eat according to this plan. The funny thing about those statements is most people don’t eat balanced diets now. Fast food. Too many carbs and sugar. Too many bad fats. Too little or too much protein. So how can you say this would be worse for most people if it is an improvement…over iceberg lettuce and maybe a tomato (although many of those get peeled off sandwiches I think). Burgers and fries as diet staples. Whateva! I read them all and totally debunked them in my own head. Scientific? Who really eats scientifically. Maybe 1% of the population. Everyone else eats like my friend who has come to me for diet advice. I asked her what she eats, and she said, "Whatever I come across." Not scientific. And common. So again, whateva! I don’t know if I believe all the mumbo jumbo behind why I’m supposed to eat this way, "What’s a leptin, anyway?" but I know eating CLEAN in this way has helped me lose weight and feel super fantastic! And that’s enough for me.

Con mucho amor.

Alissa

Did another circuit of compound moves.

Deadlifts with 2 45 pound plates 4 sets

Squats 5 sets with 50, 100, 120 pounds

Assisted chin ups 4 sets

Dips 4 sets

Rows with dumbells 25, 30, 35, and 40 pounds

3 sets of bodyweight calf raises

1 set of barbell rows with 50 pounds, but it hurt so I stopped

3 sets of Arnold shoulder presses

4 sets of clean and presses 20 and 35 pound barbells (during which FT asked to take my picture for the gym FB page, but then changed his mind when I didn’t have any gym gear on…next time).

 30 minutes of cardio–was a bit torturous.

Ate too little, but ok during the day. Ate a good dinner after the gym. Feel good. Water!

It is acutally much better than it sounds. My dad is ill. I needed to get him and my son some breakfast this morning and get my cardio in, so I ran to Dunkin Donuts and got them egg sandwiches and myself the eggwhite sandwich and ran back home. It’s called multi-tasking.

Today was the first day I actively stopped sabotaging myself and my diet. The diet is the easiest thing to **** up and I didn’t today. In the last few weeks I have been on my diet, water, lifting and cardio. Things have really fallen into place, and today went well. I didn’t get to the gym this morning…houseguests…but I decided to walk to the train from my house for a little movement.

I ate well at work although I did have raisins and cranberries in my salad which pushes my carbs up a bit. I thought to cut them the rest of the day to balance my carb intake a bit.

Anyway, I got back to town after working late and ran into my friend S and decided to walk with her home. I had second thoughts about it too because I really needed to pee, but it was nice to see S so off we went. I walked with her as far as I could then we parted ways because she lives in a different direction than me at that point.

Anyway I walked on and my hubs called me and told me that our neighbor had found my dad in our car sleeping or passed out or something. She is a nurse and helped him into the house and he evidently told her he was fine. She called my husband but couldnt’ reach him and left a message about what had happened. When he came home to get our car to go pick up our son from daycare he found my dad passed out/sleeping and wet (sorry dad!), not sure of what time it was. He had to leave him to run and get our son before daycare closed.

I hear this and I’m about half a mile away so I keep on going to get home and see what’s up. My hubs and son drove up as I walked up and I went in to see my dad. He was sort of passed out and half naked when I walked in and a Chinese talk show was playing on his radio. He says to me, "Got anything to eat? I’m starving!" He was WAYYYY out of it. I’m like JF’inC! So I give him some crackers that were in the drawer and some water. I run to the pharmacy to get his missing meds (which he has been taking wrong for who knows how long according to the pharmacist! Sh*t!). I go back and hubs had made him a little sandwich and he had more water. He took all his pills and gave himself the anti-coagulant shot in his belly. Then he threw up and I cleaned it up and him up got him more food and settled him in. I told him I think he needs in home care because this is unacceptable and I have to go to work, so someone needs to be there with him. He didn’t disagree, but he also didn’t know it was night, not morning. Fu*k!

Anyway, I was hungry throughout all this as my body demands food on a regular schedule, so I went to my fallback nuts–almonds and cashews. I helped my dad out some more, putting on underwear, taking him to the toilet, putting on PJs, more water and Tylenol. Laundry. Sigh.

I was HUNGRY by the time him got settled. I had pizza in the fridge left over from Trader Joes and put it in a bowl and into the microwave, but as I did it I decided NO. I’m not going to sabotage myself. I don’t want to eat this pizza–at night–and look like a pizza for 3 days. It’s not worth it. There are foods and actions that are just not worth it and clearly so when my goals are in mind. So I made a protein shake and put in two seasoned pork tenderloins in the toaster over to cook. And I waited for them to cook and I ate pork, and spinach, and hummus, and a piece of cheese. My additional carbs for the day were less than 10g! And my fats and proteins were in line. I didn’t fu*k myself over! Not even after the stress and all that met me as I walked in the door of my house. Go Alissa!