In my exercise boot camp, last week’s nutrition challenge was to eat 4 raw fruits and 4 raw or cooked vegetables, plain, per day.
This week’s challenge is to increase our fibre intake to a minimum of 20 g.
One week later, I’m still keeping up with the food diary, although it is getting irritating.
Meanwhile, the leftover muffins and pound cake from someone’s meeting is taunting me from the office kitchen. “Eat me,” they say. “You know you want to.”
I just joined a boot camp-style program in an effort to shed some pounds. Running for three months, they push you to change your lifestyle and become healthy. A part of the program includes keeping a food diary of everything (and I mean everything) that you eat or drink.
I’ve tried keeping a food diary before; that attempt lasted about two weeks, after which I promptly tossed it aside and declared that I was horrible at remembering to write things down.
There is value in keeping a food diary. It definitely makes you think about what you’re putting in your mouth. And about the quantity. And it shows you when you didn’t eat enough vegetables, have enough milk, etc.
It’s only been two days and already I’m tired of writing down every sip or bite. 😦 Here’s hoping I don’t throw out the notebook before the three months are over.