I made it through to the other side. Not too much worse for the wear. The long hours at work are over. Working every day of the week for weeks at a time are in the rear view mirror. There is still turmoil but it will get along without me for a couple of days. In the meantime I can get back to writing.
Working an insane schedule, sometimes sixteen hour days, is the absolute worst thing for eating healthy that I can imagine. We did a lot of dining out. I ate pizza, rice, potatoes, drank sugary sodas. Basically, for the last few weeks I have ate the Western Diet like I didn’t know any better. I haven’t even had my beloved bacon and eggs for the past three mornings.
I gained two pounds.
Temporary excursions off of the sensible dietary reservation are no big deal. They don’t cost you much in weight gained, because weight is gained as slowly as it is lost.
This week I am re-filling my freezer with beef grown on a pasture in Kansas. I will be smoking a side of bacon, the pork grown on a pasture in Kansas. I will be getting back into the things that I love doing, instead of the things that I have to do. Now I can begin to make my plans to roast a hog head. I can make a corned beef brisket. I am really looking forward to fermenting fresh vegetables that I will begin getting at the Liberty farmer’s market this spring and summer.