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mean-hare · 2 years

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my stupid ed diary , part 6

october, 1 i may be ugly but at least my toys think i am cool and stylish

october, 2 today me and my parents went to the mall. dad bought me super cool sweater (purple with black and acid green anime picture, i dont usually watch anime but these colors and their combination is fave). after that we bought food, drinks and other items. i bought a big roll of duct tape cuz i often use this thing. On the way back it started to rain heavily. we waited some time in the car after we arrived, we ate fine spicy chips i bought and waited till the downpour became weaker. we spend this sunday, you know, like a family. but i overate this day.

october, 3 i trought that i went over my calorie intkake limit because i ate some pastry. but then i recalled that i ate nothing before it and i fit. i didnt failed today!

october, 4 the hunger crumps in my stomach are somehow sweet unpleasantly like a smell of a corpse. am i rotting inside?

october, 5 i went outside to buy something. the weather was bad (sunny). i bought many zero drinks and not big pack of chips, also ive got icecream, bun and mint popsicles i use when i have a sore throat - this autumn and winter will be cold. i walked a little, then sat near the broken fountain with tiles. now its just a pool with rainwater. some little boys were throwing chestnuts at the fountain, it was funny. all evening i drank cola and watched photos and videos about david tower in caracas and kowloon walled city, it was so interesting. at night i had little workout when cracking a pile of walnuts. unfortunately i ate some of them. also i drank a can of coffee cola and it was too much i guess bc i get the wery weird state of mind. it was a bit of dissociation, numbness and soooo restless. i twitched to some funny breakcore music and it helped but the rest of the time i felt numbness in a few body parts. all the time i replaced files and cleaned space on my laptop and planned to clean my room (perhaps i dont know how to do it). i feel determined about weightloss, about tiding. i dont want to sleep but i may need to. now im switching on some eraldo bernocchi and try to at least lay calmly listening to calming noises.

october, 6 this is not my land. may land is unreal here now. my heart is unreal here

october, 7 pancakes. too many. why everything is so stupid? really, everything is so stupid, i dont know, everything is so fuckin stupid

october, 8 just spend all money on sodas and energy drinks. too many of them. my room already full of tin cans and plastic bottles. also sweets. at least i walked almost 3 hours. id better walk more. but fuck it

october, 9 zero soda is good for pooping =)

october, 10 i just woke up almost at night, ate cake, watched movies and went to sleep again. also there was russian bombings while i slept and few hours there was no light because of bomb damage but now electricity is back hooray

october, 11 i want the coldest ocean to swallow me and break my dead bodys bones

october, 12

day forgotten. my memory says fuck u

october, 13 i make so many decors from trash and it mostly looks shitty but solarpunks may be proud of me

october, 14 while felt asleep at 6am and woke up at 7:20 pm there was not very much time to eat. perhaps i dont know how i could sleep so long. but its cool

october, 15

another average day i guess, bc i forgot everything I did (AGAIN!)

october, 16 sometimes i make too much tea at night and forget about it(or just dont want it) and then fall asleep. then i woke up in a warm room with few cups of cold tea, strong, black, enjoyable, and ready to be consumed. so good

october, 17 fuck gender shit, fuck everything, im watching monster high movies and enjoying them!

october, 18 i went totally insane and bought TWO bags of chips (rip)

october, 19 weird cold sunny weather. i went out just in denim jacket and was feelin ultracold. i bring all my plants from the balcony to my room. now it looks like those abandoned rooms full of trash, graffitis and overgroved wild plants

october, 20 wow so much sugar, caffeine and gabber music, i am ovErStimUlatEd cAnT sTAnd sTILL bMbMbMbMBM jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjxxxxzz

october, 21 only pack of suspicious spicy corn snacks and little bar and a lot of tasty black tea yeeehaw success (i felt asleep after 5 cups of this tea)

october, 22 fucking anti pain pills doesnt seem to work

october, 23 this house is my fuckin prison

october, 24 daily intake: a lot of black tea and less than a pack of 1% milk. i didnt draw anything, i didnt anything besides of reading a few chapters and some useless articles and watching two and half films (besides doing nothin ive still got too tired to watch the last one till the end)

october, 25 my left hand is still aching from day before yesterday sh cuts. i covered it with napkin and duct tape which leaves lighter stripes on my dirty long time unwashed skin. honestly i dont really regret it.

october, 26 i decide that i need an escape.i want to escape this damned place. i have a friend who live in prague at the moment. she will come here at monday to transmit some cats and i will ride in a foreign country with her. the government will give me a flat somewhere and some money, friend says that this money will be enough for flat and food.i talk with her. it will be very Hard! but not impossible i am very nervous about this. i was isolated and had troubles with socializing almost all my life and i dont know how i will live. i never was in a foreign country without my parents. the only time i was without them in strange sity was at 2015 when i rode with one guy to lutsk for 1 day to celebrate new year with the company of an unknown guy. fuck it fas fun.. that guy was called taras and i knew his for a few months and mom made him promise that i will be ok. he bought 2 tickets and we took a bus. at some station, the bus stopped and i used one of the most liminal public toilet and almost missed the bus. we listened to new taake album and i was almost frozen at the final bus stop while we were waiting his long haired friend who had a nickname ртуть that means mercury or plumbum. his flat was an average dirty narc flat with dried plant Adolf (its dried branch was "zigheil" btw I don't think that he was racist) and can of mold called iсусич (it would be called jesusson in english lol). the very old broken big tv box was our christmas table, they gave me to drink beer (yucky) and salad olivie (that ex ussr shit made from cheap sausage, mayo, green pea and corn) i hate this salad but plumbum guy wanted me to not be too drunk so i ate a spunful of this s and almost threw up. beside taras and plumbum guy there was one big guy with short black and yellow hair, one boy with a mohawk called misha (the only one younger than me i was 15 or 16 and he was 14 or 15) and one very cute skinny guy named max, also with black and yellow hair but longer and misfits tshirt, he was smoking in the kitchen or sleeping almost all the time. there were also some gals and guy whose i didnt like but they leave the flat before midnight. at night max was sleeping, misha was in wc i guess and a big guy showed us nsfw girls' pics with cum mainly to shock me and then was wondering why im not shocked. then we went out to buy more beer. plumbum guy tried to make us feel high by eye meds and claimed that this new year party sucks. then we all slept on sofas, chairs and mattresses and big guy broke the sofa and claimed that it was max. it was stupid. the morning room had dirty white walls with few black tags and there was hella cold bc someone forgets to close the window, all the air was in smoke. one of the boys made the shittiest macarons ever. I and taras went back to the bus station and all these guys went with us and misha talked that he dreams about pineapple ranch (he didnt even know what a pineapple plant looks like). i have a dull life so this was maybe the best new year in it. and my ideal winter aesthetic is a morning in a strange flat with noisy punk music, cigarette smoke and a snowy landscape in the window i talked with some of them online some time. taras owe me some money. plumbum guy saw me as a stupid kid and i didnt like it. recently i discovered that he read his poems on some small fest in 2019. misha shaved out a long ago and now looks average. he said that those big guy and plumbum planned some disturbing shit about these minors (us) back then but never did it. we dont talk for many years now. i dont know anything about their current life and about the other two guys as well.

october, 27 now i have a person in my life who enjoy talking with me online. at least seems to. i hope we will be friends

october, 28 i was taking stoopid uquizes all day long. one of them was like "which lovita cookies are you?" i felt superstrong urge about lovita cookies (these are very tasty ukrainian cookies with chocolate chips, fillings or peanuts) and i couldnt help but ruin my diet plans with it. stooooooooopid i also talked with danya. he said that everything will be ok. i dont know if i will be able to stay in touch in november with him because my tech is old and bad.

october, 29 masha (my friend in prague) buying tickets for a train. she will come on monday and we will leave this country on tueday or wednesday. i dont know how i will cope. i dont know if i will be able. i know, people cope with situations like this, people succeed but the fact is i am not the people and i am not really ready to live. but i will try. its an opportunity to change my life. it may be the last chance or the last time i dare. i should try. its weird. all the people run from war and i run from my parents. they dont behave like shitty ones now. i dont know if i will be accepted if somebody discovers that i do it not because of war. but anyway… i think ill became thinner. there will be things that costs money that ill need more than food. lol. anyway i either eat less than the weeks before for example. idk really

october, 30

masha didnt ansver and was online all day. i thought that there's something bad happen with her but she was just too tired and felt asleep...

october, 31

i am almost ready. i met masha and helped her with cat. she buyed me an energy drink. my breakfast was that drink and nicotine bc she smoked near me. today is the day Im going into the world of ???????s. i don't know if it will be good. i don't know nothing. idk if i can get there internet bc of my tech problems. i thought i will write something pathos cheesy goodbyeish here but fuck it!

#mhwnbcb #ed bllog #mental disorder

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skinnixciggs · 3 years

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DAY 1: SKINNY GIRL DIET💕

weight: 146

(i’ll weigh myself every week)

breakfast

egg- 60

spinach- 10

1/4 cup cottage cheese- 58

cutie- 40

total- 168

lemon ginger tea - 3:15 pm

1 tsp of honey- 21

total: 189

dinner

creamy carrot and ginger soup - 240

(added a bit bc i made a bigger portion)

total: 429

minus fruit & veggies: (-50) 379

minus exercise (estimate): (-45) 334

overall total: 334

limit: 400

so the skinny girl diet doesnt count fruits and veggies to your calories, so i probably could have subtracted more because the soup i made was mostly carrots, onions, and some spices. but i figured that number was fine and i didn’t wanna subtract TOO many calories, just incase i subtracted more than i was supposed to.

i do kinda suck at tracking calories though, so this is just kind of a rough estimate, but i know i was either under or at my 400 cal limit, i know i did not go over!

but i did my whole 18 hour fast today! so i’m kinda proud of myself for that, and i ate between the hours of 2pm and 8pm, and i’ll probably fast for another 18 hours tomorrow, and eat between 2pm and 8pm again.

i also drank around 64oz of water, and i’m still drinking now too :)

i would def consider this a successful first day! i feel really motivated! so yeah, i’m happy lol. i’ll probably have one more cup of tea tonight but that will be all

i’ll post tomorrow for day 2 ! :) be safe guys💕💕

#proana #promia #thinspo

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mollydollyjournals · 3 years

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It's half past midnight; I stayed up long enough to do a social on zoom, then remembered I couldn't go to bed because the fireworks were going to be loud. And they were. One of my cats used to be a stray and is completely terrified out of his mind. I was trying to calm him down but they were so loud tonight he just wouldn't. He's hiding - I'm not sure if I should wait for him to come out or just go to sleep. He doesn't usually stay in my room overnight and he'll wake me up when he wants to be let out.

I drank half a unit of alcohol again, but this time diluted even further (so the drink was about 2%) and I took some supplements that supposedly might help. If they work I might try a whole unit another time. Wild I know.

I ate quite a bit in the first few hours I was up, but then I just didn't. I can't call it a fast because my drinks had some calories, but I didn't have any actual food and none of my drinks were high calorie. Just also not zero. I weighed 157 just now. I'm surprised - it was just after I finished a cup of herbal tea, and I feel really bloaty. I expected it to be higher. So I have no idea what I'll be in the morning. I'm just going to see what happens I guess. I haven't done anything today that would make me lose weight. I'm just going to give myself tomorrow to rest and do not much, then get back to it.

This has to be the year I reach my goal weight. It has to. I can't deal with this anymore.

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gossamer-and-grace · 2 years

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Day 4 & 5 OOPS *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Prompt - SO UH I kinda messed up the prompts somehow… I swear to god that I posted this one about greatest fears… uh… I do believe it’s been like the proper amount of days since day one so maybe I’ll speed run the other prompts? Anyways. Greatest fear is that I’ll lose hair, lose b00bies, a$$, become weaker generally. But as I said that only happens to people who are severely under-nourished which I don’t think will ever be me… for better or for worse.

Day 5: I don’t know if I want to lose weight necessarily (I mean, I guess I totally do)… mainly, I am scared to death of losing control like I did Freshman Fall, I was at the highest I’d ever weighed before. It’s more fear driven than goal motivated, if you know what I mean. I’m afraid of reverting to that body, not really that I want a different other body. But I would LOOOVE for my waist to be more defined, my abs, certain bones, thighs smaller… I don’t mind smaller b00bs within reason. But as I said I’ll also need to exercise ahahaha

Food log (caloric foods) - [today, yesterday, the day before that???]

2 strawberries

1/2 large pancake (thin)

1 medium banana

Protein powder

Cup soy milk

3 rice cakes

Slices of beef

snow peas

potatoes

salad

Boba

4 pork dumplings

Box of pocky

1 small chocolate ball truffle type thing

1 slice of pepperoni pizza

Eggplant rollatini

Boba

8 pork dumplings

1 chocolate truffle

General reflections - Gonna be honest, kinda fucking mad I started the day out e a t i n g. It’s because the boyf made pancakes and I didn’t wanna hurt his feelings (and also he already made one for me, and also I never said to him not to make one, for the first reason. *sigh* that kinda fucks my day a little, especially since we’re having a family dinner tonight so uh… I don’t know what I’ll do. Maybe I’ll scrap the hopes of a fast-y day and call it a metabolism day? Then again, when I picked him up at the airport, I only drank 1 boba tea and some dumplings, so I did pretty good… I think I could definitely do that again, maybe sans the boba so I can cut down some calories? We’ll see… I’ll get something even smaller—maybe salmon maki.

Fucking torn up. Ate so much today. I don’t know why, mood is shit. Exercised tho. The way I wanna get addicted to exercise to “healthily” purge calories… fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. And had a talk w the bf abt it >:( everything is just upsetting and I wanna scream and I plan (lmaooo) to cry later. I want to fast tomorrow, liquid at least.

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driedfruitflower · 3 years

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14 November

Day 2 (after 48 hours)

Today’s Weight: 120.6 lbs / 54.7 kg (weight as soon as I woke up) and 118.8 lbs / 53.9 kg (weight right before I went to sleep)

Difference compared to yesterday: no idea

Difference compared to start: - 1.8 lbs / - 0.8 kg (lost during the day)

Water consumption: 5 liters (I count tea too)

Calories consumed: 373 calories:

82 pieces of chewing gum (for anyone wondering… it's 2,044 kcal/piece of extras bubblemint) - 168 kcal

2 cups of plain green tea (2 teabags) - 2 kcal

600g of crushed tomatoes - 168 kcal

200g shirataki noodles - 20 kcal

1,5 celery stalks- 15 kcal

Sleep: 16 hours (I have missed a lot of sleep for a long time now, so I’m tired)

Overall Review

I ended up eating more than I planned and felt out of control.

Weight Loss

Because I didn't weigh myself yesterday I have no idea how much I've lost.

I just went to the toilet, haven't drank anything yet and the scale is in the exact same place as before but I now weigh 121 lbs/ 54.9 kg. How can I have gained weight? I'm gonna say I still weigh 20.6 lbs/ 54.7 kg (the weight when i first woke up) and we'll see what number I'm at tomorrow.

Hunger

It's morning and I feel slight to mild hunger but nothing I can't handle.

It's afternoon and I feel a stronger urge to eat but I know it'll pass. Days 1-3 are usually the hardest in terms of food resistance, and it’s already towards the end of Day 2. I'll just have to hang in there 1 more day. (But every time I heavily restrict or fast is different from my last experience.)

It's still afternoon and the hunger got worse before it got better. After about 1/1.5 hours and tea the hunger did pass. I now feel fine. Now it's just a mild hunger but I can definitely stand it :)

It’s evening and I’m kind of a little hungry but I feel good! Really good!

Energy level

It's morning and I feel kinda lazy today, but I have lots of energy! I woke up happy because I didn't binge yesterday and I feel like I can actually reach my goal weight!

It's afternoon, and I have showered, listened to my audiobook, colored and watched youtube. I need to go out and buy a present for my dad (he is the best person I know in the world) and start doing homework.

Mental clarity

Better than usual. All that sleep really did me good.

Other notes

That I was so tired from the previous day helped me from eating anything more! Instead of giving up my restriction and eating something more, I went to sleep because I was exhausted. The tiredness made it easier to prioritize sleep instead of food.

When i woke up this morning and knew i had only eaten 74 kcal yesterday i felt more motivated today to keep up the restriction. I know I can do it, to get to my goal weight. I have already made it this far, and for me at least, the first 24 hours are the hardest. After that restricting this heavily goes wayyy smother!

Another thing… I have a love hate relationship with bubblemint flavored chewing gum. The taste kind of makes me nauseated now, but at the same time I like it.

Update from me in the future, bubblemint flavored chewing gum is now starting to taste like puke (I don't know why). I'll not be chewing any more of that today.

I've never tasted monster energy and I'm kind of tempted to buy one. If i keep up the restriction I'll allow myself to buy one soon. (I'll probably buy the wite one because most people seem to unanimously think that that one is one of the best tastes.)

Update from 44 hours since I started my restriction; I'm so happy! I'm thinking of going to sleep rn (update from the future: why the fuck didn’t you? You’ll regret this!) and I'm not hungry in the morning, which means that it'll be at least 10 am until I'm hungry again, and by then 60 hours will have passed.

45,5 hours since I started: I'm HUNGRY. but I can handle this. I can handle this. I can handle this. I can handle this. I can handle this! Okay yeah. I'm gonna drink some water and listen to an audiobook until it passes and then I'll go to sleep. (Haha wow, update: just 5 minutes later and I'm not AT ALL as hungry! My stomach just hurts a little, nothing in comparison to how ravenous I was just 5 minutes ago.)

Update 15 min later: hungry again. Fuck. I decided to eat 600g of crushed tomatoes, and I feel like shit! (It didn’t even taste good) Fucking shit! I hate myself! Fuck. That’s 373kcal total for today, fuck! Fuck. Fuck! And eating just made me hungrier than before. Fuck. Why did I eat this much? I’m gonna go for a 60 min walk now, which should burn at least 150 kcal.

Audiobooks, music and youtube are gifts from above!

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shelbeymurphy-blog · 4 years

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Day 1 - February 24th, 2020

Hello again! Today I started my Welfare Food Challenge and to be totally candid, I am struggling. I woke up today with a pounding headache, but I stayed true to the challenge all day (no cheating, I pinky promise, which is a very serious form of committment to me).

Disclaimer: All the pictures below are completely unedited as I wanted to let any readers see exactly what I was consuming in order to remain somewhat credible and realistic.

BREAKFAST - 08:30

This morning I woke up fairly hungry and was ready for my usual coffee, some fruit, a bagel, maybe even some avocado on top with an egg for some protein. I am a firm believer that breakfast is in fact the most important meal of the day. However, from the picture below you can already see I had a significantly smaller breakfast than I was used to. While I would not consider this a terrible breakfast, my first meal of the day was super dry. I had two pieces of toast and one scrambled egg on top. Prior to this morning my strategy was to make an over-easy egg and use the runny yolk as a ‘sauce’ to make my breakfast a little less dry. However, I quickly learned that without butter or oil on a pan it is very difficult to flip an egg without completely destroying it (now that may be the real challenge of the week).

As mentioned before, I love to have a larger breakfast to make sure that I hit all of my food groups and that I am ready to start my day. This was definitely something I was missing this morning. I found myself getting pretty hungry by about 10:30 and sadly had a midterm at 11:00. Do not get me wrong, I still did well on my exam, but I found myself quite distracted by the fact that I was hungry. I was very shocked to see how this challenge already started to impact my life.

In realizing that something as simple as eating a smaller breakfast has already impacted my ability to focus and learn, I did some more research. The American Physiological Association (2016) state in the online document What are the Psychological Affects of Hunger on Children that hunger can cause toxic stress because you body is not being relieved of this stressful state it is in. Furthermore, when people are hungry they tend to spend what limited mental reserves they have focusing on food or ways to satisfy their needs (American Psychological Association, 2016). Reading this made me truly realize that this challenge may actually impact my schoolwork because just in one day I was already focused on my hunger. I know, I am eating three fairly decent meals and that I should be grateful and I am. However, it has been a big shift on my body to lack those fruits and vegetables or healthier foods that give my power the nutrients it needs for the day.

LUNCH - 12:30

As lunch rolled around, I was unusually hungry. I blame this on the fact that I am a snacker; I pack tons of snacks with me to class like granola bars, apples, vegetables, and sometimes the odd Rice Krispie square. Without these I was definitely ready for my next meal by lunch time, which was about a cup and half of pasta with some tomato sauce. I will admit, this was a fairly decent lunch and satisfied my hunger for quite a while but I found myself missing some vegetables. Over the years I have grown to really enjoy my salads and even look forward to them (I know its weird, I like vegetables okay). I am not sure how but just in one day I could really feel the difference in my body without getting my daily vegetables and eating more carbohydrates that I am used to. This was evidenced by just after lunch I was extremely tired and ready to curl up in bed and have a nap. Furthermore, the headache I woke up with in the morning was still pounding, even though I had taken my usual Tylenol migraine. I cannot help but wonder if I had been giving my body the nutrients it is used to through more vegetables and fruit if my headache would have gone away quicker.

SNACKS - 14:30

As mentioned above, I am a snacker. I am not sure if I could have made it between meals today without my banana and granola bar. I ate both of these a couple hours after my lunch, which I immediately regretted because I had the fear that I would need one of them as a snack later in the evening (which spoiler alert, I was 100% correct about).

DINNER - 19:00

Today’s final meal was the smallest dinners I have had in a very long time. When buying my rice and frozen vegetables yesterday I was quite confident that I would have enough to last me the entire week and that it would make seven decent sized meals. However, after meal prepping these dinners I was to quick to see that I was wrong. It was very hard to see that I may not have large enough dinners to keep me full throughout the night and it breaks my heart realizing people live like this on a daily basis.

Not only was my dinner small it was also one of the blandest meals I have had to date. I have never been a big user of salt and pepper, but today I was really missing some flavour. It is a hard realization to find all of the things I use daily that I take for granted. When I make my food it never crosses my mind that people across the world do not get to have meals that are healthy and give them their daily nutrients because I have become so accustomed to my lifestyle. Reflecting on my daily choices, I feel selfish for not being grateful that I get to have food that I enjoy everyday.

“DESSERT”

Pictured below was my ‘dessert’ if you will. It may not seem like much but after a long day of studying and stress these two small candies seemed like heaven. While I did indulge in my candies and it brought me great happiness, I cannot help but wonder if I should have saved this money and bought more healthy snacks or even more vegetables to have with my main meals. I felt almost guilty for enjoying this snack because I know in my head that it is unrealistic. To further explain, if I was actually in this situation and only had $18 for seven days worth of groceries I would have never bought these candies because I would need to buy quality food. Again, I feel quite selfish for buying them right now as I feel like it was something I wanted and not something I needed. Already I am starting to question my daily choices when I buy treats for myself that i just want because it is more clear to me than ever that some people do not have that luxury.

THOUGHTS

While today was a success because I got through the day without ‘cheating’, which was my main goal, as I write this post just before I go to bed, I am hungry. I am struggling between eating one of my apples right now so that I do not go to bed hungry and knowing that if I do I will have to go without a snack in one of the days to come. This personal battle I am having with myself has been a recurring theme throughout the day. I found myself beating myself up for eating my snacks when I was hungry because I wanted to make sure I can last the whole week. To be completely honest, it is exhausting to constantly have to worry about having enough food to last me the week. In reality it has only been a day, but it was one of the longest days I have had in a while and I cannot imagine living like this for months on end. My eyes have truly been opened already and I am very interested to see where this week takes me.

One big change that I noticed today was that I drank way more water that I am used to. I think it was my way of tricking my body into thinking I was consuming more than I actually was. Throughout my normal days I usually mix in a juice of some kind or maybe even an iced tea, but today that did not even cross my mind. In doing some research I found that the Health Eating Requirements (2019) state that water is “the beverage of choice to support health and promote hydration without adding calories to the diet.” This was interesting because even though I was not consuming any more calories, I still felt a little fuller while I drank my water.

My main takeaway from my first day of the challenge is that protein is a very important key nutrient that I was missing. When buying groceries I thought it was important to have at least one source of protein which is my eggs for breakfast. However, I made a mistake thinking that this would be enough. One of the first headings on the Canada’s Food Guide directly states “eat protein foods” and directly on the website there is a visual showing that some form of protein should take up a quarter of your plate or bowl each meal (Government of Canada, 2019). To think, that two out of my three meals did not have a form of protein at all scares me a little bit. I am going to infer that this will be the reason I struggle with this challenge throughout the week.

When looking at the old Recommended Number of Food Guide Servings Per Day (2007) I definitely did not meet the daily serving requirements of any of the main food groups. Keeping in mind this data may be out of date, but the newer version does not have a serving guide that I could find. However, I had 0/2 servings of milk or alternatives, 0.5/2 servings of meat and alternatives, 3/6-7 servings of grain products, and 2/7-8 servings of vegetables and fruit. This was quite terrifying for me to see because if you had to live like this for an extended period of time there may be some very serious health issues that arise such as nutrient deficiencies.

To look at the document What are the Psychological Effects of Hunger on Children: https://www.apa.org/advocacy/socioeconomic-status/hunger.pdf

To view the Government of Canada website and the 2019 Healthy Eating Guidelines: https://food-guide.canada.ca/en/

To visit the Recommended Number of Food Guide Servings Per Day (2007): https://www.canada.ca/content/dam/hc-sc/migration/hc-sc/fn-an/alt_formats/fnihb-dgspni/pdf/pubs/fnim-pnim/2007_fnim-pnim_food-guide-aliment-eng.pdf

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broccolicarrots · 4 years

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So today was fine i guess...i had like 790 calories in total (idk how, bc i feel full and i expected that it would be difficult). I had like 4 cups of pumpkin (120 calories), one packet (30g) of mini rice cakes(110 calories), and like probably 200g vegan chocolate banana bread, i know that’s a lot :( i don’t know how to calculate something i made on my own, but it definitely couldn’t have been more than 570 calories in total (i hope).. and that was that. It’s currently 18:30 here, and i started eating at 10:30 and stopped at 17:30 (7 hour eating window) and drank about 2 litres of green tea, so yeah, kinda proud. I also did 3 sessions of chloe ting’s 2-week-abs, which was tough, but i guess it’s worth it in the long run. I’m aiming to lower my cals to 700 tomorrow. So NO chocolate banana bread for me. I guess I’ll have some low cal salad goods and pumpkin tomorrow IF I’m hungry. I’m actually kinda triggered, bc my sister reminded me of the time (like 10 years ago) this little girl asked me why I’m so fat, and now I literally remember it like it happened yesterday..and now everyone else’s comments about my appearance and weight it in my head as well, so I’m not so happy atm. My sister (the skinnier sister) have NEVER experienced something so hurtful regarding her weight...neither has anyone in my family! WHY should it be me? The more upsetting part is that i have my dad’s bone structure (which is quite big), so i tend to pick up muscle mass quickly, and then people tell me I’m fat..like I can’t even deal now, I’m feel really sad and humiliated. My very skinny friend once td me that i would be perfect is i only lost a little weight, because i have the looks and all, but with the weight off, i would be perfect. But enough of the “story time”, I’m just gonna go drink my green tea and try to burn like 5000 calories by being sad. Stay safe

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mean-hare · 2 years

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seecond chapter of my monthly ed diary (called mhwnbcb)

warning: sensitive topics, bad deeds, bad thoughts and very loosy writing

chapter 2

june, 1 its a first day of whole new month, day with so much potential perspectives and chances to reach my dream! thats what i thought just before i totally messed it up again

june, 2 i finished another clutchy sleeples night by drinking a cup of milk and water and my overwhelmet stomach starts to hurt me

june, 3 i smoke only when meet my friends so i almost never smoke. but i have a beautiful black clipper with pic of skull and rose on it. i like to click it and summon baby fire of it. fire so tiny and tender, so sweet. i accidentally burned my hair by this once

june, 4 today is wet. i was skating under the rain. its not really a skateboard, its a longboard, big one, full of vegan stickers, my vegan sister gave me that board when she learned to ride a bike. sometimes i concidering to become a vegan just becaue that stickers look silly on longboard of non-vegan owner. skating is not easy in region of hills and awful asphalt. and i hate to do it when lots of people look. one lil piece of shit screamed something despiteful on me. one drunkard said "give me it i wanna ride! ey!!!". one hobo mumbled "gimme money"(fuck, do i look like one who has money?!). after all its starts to rain and i quickly become wet. my clothes will run dry only tomorrow or maybe even later. i also accidentally poured water on my drawings and making them even more loosy by that. i drank a lot of tea to warm up, sometimes i drank milk tea. didnt eat bc theres no food i can eat. the only good thing for today.

june, 5 my mind is loudly burning like a bridge someone set on fire and left behind

june, 6 today i swore silently about restricting again to use it like a weapon against everything. to scare people even more than i scare them now i walked with dog and met person that said rude shit about me because i distracted and didnt hear her "take your dog away", shes not first and not last who calls me finnish and degenerate. i gave her big strong fuckyou sign and moved away. this day is shitty, i had severe headache and wanted to break everything but i couldnt. my dear friend danni said that i am not useless but i am,i suck even in destroying myself

june, 7 women asks her little daughter "maybe we should buy some cherries, would you eat cherries?" her daughter has an orange plush cat. i saw them on a marketplace my way back, i held tin can in my sweaty hot hand under the suns pressure, woman and daughter was so peacefully and maybe happy

june, 8 sometimes i really wonder about my shopping abilities. i spend so little money (less than price of 1l of milk) and buy cookies, icecream and cornflakes and all that food fits in my daily calories limit. its fine food, not that shitty sausages of noodles or other serious adult food.if i spend calories (and money) i spend them on tasty and funny meal only. at least i eat not only because of hunger, its more because of something like emotions and inner satisfaction

june, 9 i dont want these cherries. i dont like strawberries. i want no berries. i will wait for apricot, corn and apples until then i will eat something unhealthy, and dye my milk with blue pain(t)

june, 10 i know how good is empty chips bag for throwing up into. and how good is throwin up on balcony when summer evening blooms and only strangers can hear your coughing. you feelin so good and bad at the same time, greeting one e.d. girl online with her birthday and drinking milk to calm sharp pain in stomach sleepless night, shattered thoughts in confused mind, everywhere toys from your childhood, trash and art supplies on bed on floor and agressive triphop is playing on loud and makes thoughts more scattered, and songbird is shouting its early morning song

june, 11 todayish morning my eyes became pink (people call it red) and sore for no reason. i shed some toxic tears that made my eyes more sore todayish evening i didnt purge because it would be very awful to throw uo that food i binged on. if i cant stop binging i should at least find food that is good for throwing up. but theres no food like that. and no money to buy it. but all this shit sounds like totally fucked up one

june, 12 hunger is my imaginary brother and my incapacitate pain

june, 13 pain is like a rape of life. body wants it to stop but it wont stop

june, 14 i drank few energy drinx i watched long boring sad movie i cried about fact that nobody ever can fall in love with me i tried to sleep but annoying ache wont let me fall asleep

june, 15 pain is lively, warm, even thumbing cluster just like heart, it hurts, it beaths, it breathes, claims about itself, it grows and doesnt want to die, pain is just like a life itself, i know no day without it

june, 16 i realise that theres only 500kcals in huge piece of cake my mom gave to me (i said only, because i really thought it contains like 900kcals). today is my moms birthday

june, 17 cheese tastes like meat. bread tastes like a meat. i dont understand why, i want it to stop, its gross ad disturbing, i am vegeterian

june, 18 regular phrase " if you call yourself ugly fatso, what about (overweight persons name)?" well i dont give a fuck about their body, i am talking about me myself. other regular phrase " its not everything about you!" well ill make everything about me! love me if you dont want to mourn me, look at me and be afraid of what i can do for everything to be about me

june, 19 i was good. bought many cool low cal drinx and drank em all. in marked i saw boy with earring who works there, i saw him few days ago. i am shure he remembers me bc of my look (50+ bracelets, oversized tshirt, cool jeans with skeletons, some handpoke tatoos and 8 times pierced face, weird hairstyle, long nails, emo bagpack. and this is my everyday look bc i take off my bracelets only when takin a bath). i guess he sees me as weirdo who often pierced itself and only buys drinks in cans. i am going to really buy only the drinks. and icecream bc its my safe fud i wrote my dear friend danni that i love him and adore him and that he is handsome and kind and the only good human on this shitrashy planet and everything like that. he was very confused. at the morning i regret about that bpd possessed clown mode of mine

june, 20 late at night after boryng bingyng day i write this hareshit and have nothin to be proud of myself. im listening to daniel menche and his friends and suffering with nausea and hot thick air. big beautiful warmgray moth is flying around the screen, sometimes it stops as if to read this text and roll it eyes because of what dumb shit i write. sorry, pretty moth, you er writin deserve better writting. sometimes this triangle critter falls on my fingers. but most of time it histerically fluttering, beating it weightless body against cold light screen. what a beautiful insect you are

june, 21 its a shame what a lukewarm personi was today, i became. lukewaem bath water that turns cold slowly and drowsy. it cant make you clean or anything better, it only makes worse

june, 22 sometimes i want to act like rough sexist, racist or any other -ist at all, sometimes i want to write people something rude, assault, abuse, to cover people in shit, i want to cry something extremely offencive at public, to break windows, to ruin the beautiful, to make clean dirt and to make everyone hate me more. sometimes i think they expect me to do this, sometimes i think they see as miserable teen who wants to seen as edgy, sometimes i think they dont think about me at all. sometimes i want to make this world worse for everyone. i dont really know why

june, 23 milk with honey and cocoa milk with tea black and green one, desperate late night searching for some comfort, searching for god while forgetting that i am god,before that i ate bread and then asked my dear friend to purge or not to purge, he said no and then he asked why i ask him if i know what he will answer.i thought that id guess myself what to do before he answers. sometimes he cant answer quickly

june, 24 uh i thought that i am not depressed anymore

june, 25 need to sleep more

june, 26 i just tried to eat pizza once with some people just like a normal human being (i am not) but fuckin drill wont let me sit still. i cant stand it (mysophonia i guess). i ran to other places then went back when drillnoise stopped and took few more bites jusy to ran again. one time i watched fine free exhibition of pictures of carpathian shepherds. another time i saw guys who provoked each other for fight.when i ate my pizza piece, holding it in my dirty hands, i went to the most famous street (it was near) and lied on the bench. i love it that in this city they dont make benches with that anti-homeless bars. i really love to lie on benches even if i am not homeless (at least now). one man saw ma and said his daughter "lo at this boy, how fine he looks with all those bracelets… or its a girl, i dont know. i also had many bracelets when i was young and played my guitar"

june, 27 my consciousness is getting bad, i forget words, i forget where i put my things, i forget things i thought about second ago, i forget things i do second ago, something wrong with my mind i guess

june, 28 few zero cals full of caffeine drinx made me sleepless and unaware of time again, it drives my father crazy and angry and i am crazy and angry now too. he makes me hate him. i ll drink more caffeine now

june, 29 what a junk ive become…

june, 30 misery, nobody loves me and will never love me no matter what i do and who i can become

#mhwnbcb #male ed #ed bllog #mental disorder #ed life #disorder #ed vent #disorder eating #depresszió #binge #purge #stupid #whining #pain #bpd

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fuwafuwa-neko · 6 years

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Challenge Accepted

Day 1

15 January 2018

Here we go. Oh jeez, I’m really going to start and do this for 30 days? It’s a mixture of hope, keeping an open mind to try something new, keeping it real, with a dash of healthy skepticism thrown in. But, let’s get into it.

Now, I won’t put up my before photos. Perhaps when I think it’s ok. Or when I blur out every distinguishable feature of myself beyond recognition. Don’t know, going to shelve it for now and hope that you’ll bank on my word. To start with, in 113.3 kg. And my measurements, well ...

So, how did my first day go, and what did it entail? This is what I got, to begin with - I signed up for this:

Curious about the routine/program?

I found it easier to convert kilojoules to calories. And I’m going to go for the double cleanse days, and stick to what is recommended on shake days and cleanse days as much as possible.

Morning 9:30am - took the Isagenix Natural Accelerator

9:40am - made and drank the Dutch Chocolate Isalean shake, along with the Isagenix Essentials for Women, Isagenesis and Ionix Supreme. The Ionix Supreme smells like mixed berries, I took it as a shot - tasted like berry flavoured herbal medicated tea (if anyone’s had Chinese herbal medication before you might know what I mean), not too horrible but drinking it fast as a shot works well. First time trying the chocolate shake - to be honest, it wasn’t bad tasting, but it wasn’t like, oh-my-god-it’s-death-by-chocolate-milkshake. Think of a thick, creamy, frothy shake, that tasted mostly bland with the slight sweet bitter of cocoa. Fine to down, but nothing to get excited over.

A lot of pills to take, but not much different from taking a vitamin or supplements each day I suppose.

11:00am - mid-morning snack. Had a hard boiled egg. One egg. I actually wasn’t hungry, but it may have to do with my bad habit of skipping breakfast due to my busy lifestyle, but I tend to not get hungry until late lunch time. In any case, for once I had a breakfast. And an egg. I took the Isaflush as well, as recommended.

12:30pm - lunch time! Another Isalean shake, this time strawberries and cream. It was also ok, a bit more powdery in texture compared to the chocolate, and tasting faintly of melted strawberry ice cream. Again, mostly bland, and ok to drink down. I actually struggled to finish the shake - not sure if it was because I was still full from breakfast and the egg, or if it was taste fatigue. In any case, I had a few rice crackers to get through drinking the shake. Once they’re made, you need to finish it within 10-15 minutes, and I struggled a bit but managed it!

7:30pm - dinner. I could have a knife and fork meal, as long as it was 382-598 calories. No worries, I was prepared and had some roast chicken, rice, and stir fry veggies. And a cup of juice. Should really have flavoured water (lemon or a kiwi or sliced fruit steeping in water), but I wanted to drink something that was not bland, and to not feel left out watching my fiancé down their juice with not a care. It all fitted in the calorie specification though.

I even kept up with my excercise today as well.Stayed up late tonight to do some work and some planning, had a roaring head ache and called it quits at around 2 in the morning. I’ve heard that one of the side effects of being on Isagenix is bad head aches from the detox, surprising when I don’t drink coffee, smoke or drink alcohol. Maybe it was due to staying up late? Or maybe it’s detoxing something else? Curious. Will see how it goes tomorrow.

#isagenix #isagenix australia #nutrition #day 1 #first day #start #overweight #weight loss #health #obese #shake #shakes #shake day #taste #review

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mollydollyjournals · 3 years

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I feel fucking HUGE right now. Because my period is about to start I'm holding even more water than usual. I didn't eat ~loads~ today in the normal sense, like I still had a "diet" amount of calories, but it's way more than I'd like. That's not great because this is about the calorie range I should probably be in. I really need to work out a meal plan that incorporates a proper calorie number but made of healthy stuff and idk.

I really need my energy back. It's definitely not going to happen this week because of my period. I was nearly passing out today and apparently I looked really pale at one point. And that's without really restricting or exercising. I don't know. I need the energy to actually make healthy food and do exercise, and for it to work, so I have to stay away from all alcohol. I can barely drink anything right now because of my stomach and liver. It makes me feel sick even in small amounts. I hate this. I need a new escape.

I feel like with my stomach issues making almost all food genuinely painful, this is a perfect opportunity to get picky with what I eat and have a 'real' excuse, and a perfect opportunity to have everyone see me beat my alcoholism and come out healthier, happier, lighter as I've been able to exercise and eat well again...which I definitely want to be true, but I know the food and weight obsession is just going to replace alcohol.

I want to say I'll try for 2 weeks without any alcohol. I'm not sure if I can but I guess at least now I'm not going to be drinking very much regardless. Idk. I'll start with a week. I've done that before. I'm thinking maybe I should set myself up a points system. Give myself a number of points for things like no alcohol, each 500ml of water, herbal tea, exercise, etc. I usually keep charts but maybe points might be easier to conceptualise in a way that makes me feel more like I'm achieving something? Idk

I just drank some osmotic lax and it tastes gross. But at least it's manageable. System needs to sort itself out, I kinda ruined it a bit. So hopefully that'll help. But I feel kinda nauseous and I hope that's not how it affects me.

So I guess...it's hard to say what I want to achieve in the week of my period. I'll be so exhausted and upset and feel way worse than usual and cravings will be really strong. For everything. It's already starting. I'm not someone who's able to keep up with their usual routines through my period. But I'll try to do these:

No alcohol

Osmotics every day (it takes a while to work and I don't want to have loads in one go)

Do something that's vaguely active like a walk or housework or stretches (my house needs tidying so maybe that

Daily language studies

Daily creativity (drawing or painting)

At least 2 cups of herbal tea

Plus at least 1.5l water, squash or herbal tea

Figure out weight loss meals

Food must focus on salad, berries and beans/pulses for fibre

Work in some ACV somewhere

I'm not really sure what else I can do but this is probably the best way to keep healing from my liver stuff and try to be ready for when my period ends. Given how bloated I am now, I don't know what to expect to weigh tomorrow but I feel like it might be in the range of 160. Maybe even more. I don't know. I feel like such a failure. It's the same as last month. Such a stupid fucking failure. I have to stay off alcohol. It's fucking everything up. I just made everything so much harder for myself after two weeks ago. My liver will be even worse at processing everything. Maybe I won't have the energy to work out anymore. I'm so scared that's the case.

I don't know. I'm just rambling. I feel really alone and upset for all kinds of reasons and the only thing I can really do is ramble here about how I hate the way my belly sticks out. God I wish I knew how to just lose 20lbs a month.

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gossamer-and-grace · 2 years

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<3 <3 <3 Day 2 <3 <3 <3

Weight update: 107 even this morning, which was a huge relief because I thought for sure that I’d gained like… 3 pounds or something since Friday (where I had only one meal, “water” (read: tea) fast otherwise), as ever since then I went downhill with my eating.

Prompt: I am 5’2.75” which translates to about 160 cm. I’ve always been content with my height, never really wanted to be taller or was unhappy with being so short, even though that meant all my friends towered above me (and especially in middle school, I just ended up being friends with 5’11” girls hahaha) I enjoy being smol, petite, but of course, on the other hand, that makes losing weight a little harder since it’s less visible on a smaller frame, just with how weight is distributed. Granted, one is also able to reach lower numbers that are “healthier” given their low height. It’s a mix :) Recently, though, I’ve been less unhappy with my height, per se, but how that makes my body look (this sounds like the same thing; maybe it is hahaha) for example, long leggies, long torsos (esp!!!) I fawn over… my torso is so short :’) everything is proportional… but… proportionally smol. And when you gain weight, it shows so much, since there’s not as much doy for it to spread over. Anyways, tiny rant over hahaha.

Food log: So, I’ve decided to start tracking what I eat, but not calories(?) I know that I become far too obsessive for my own good, trying to track every last calorie taken in and expended that it really makes me feel horrible and out of control. THEREFORE, I’ve just noted down the foods that I ate, their rough caloric values where possible to calculate, and not really noting down calories expended from physical activity simply because I have no idea what that would look like. I just feel content in the knowledge that whatever I am eating and expending, it results in a total caloric intake that is below maintenance :) That’s just what works for me. Anyways, so far (I’ll make a little add-on if this changes later on in the night hahaha) this is what I’ve eaten:

Protein shake (2 scoops in water) 90 cal

Large banana 121 cal (combined into other foods and alone)

4 rice cakes 35*4 cal // edit: ate another with the soup, the label listed it as 40 💀 this is why off-brand shit sucks /j

4 eggs 148*2 cal

1/3 cute and 1/2 avocado salad with dressing 97 cal

Homemade cauliflower soup (not eaten yet) no idea about calories, I’ll have a small bowl… we’ll estimate something like 200 cal? //edit: it was very watery, so I’m gonna reduce the estimate to like, maybe even 100…

Drank tons cups of 0 cal tea (so far), had some vitamin gummies which I do not count calories for

Calories burned: As for calories burned, I’ve been on my feet literally all day cleaning the house to help out my my mom but also because my boyfriend is flying in from Germany this Friday! And also ran some errands different places… I have no idea how many calories I burned, but honestly, walking for like, maybe 6 hours or something, who knows. 500? 800? I might’ve even burned everything I ate today :) what a thought…

Other reflections: today was amazing. I don’t know why, but it was. I had so much self-control, but I also allowed myself unexpected little snacks here and there, and I know I stayed under, well, whatever imaginary limit is kicking around in my head. I want to think about why today was such a success, so that I can replicate it as much as possible. I’ll bullet a couple of ideas here…

I had the day to do whatever I wanted, on my terms

I stayed busy (body wise, cleaning, running errands)

I made a promise to myself in the beginning of the day

The morning I weighed myself I only went up .2 lbs from the last weigh-in, which boosted my mood immeasurably. It made me feel like I was still in control/in a good place, which made it so much easier to “stay” in that good space (since if I felt I’d fucked up, I’d think, fuck it, let’s just keep going and not care)

I sorta tracked food? But not calories? But saw how little I was eating calorie wise and knew that i was under some deficit

There are low calorie food options all around me

I ate when I was hungry, or after I noticed I was hungry (even if it also subsided)

I drank a shit ton of liquids today… maybe even too much, I almost worry. I don’t want to dilute myself(?)

I kept my mind busy on other things, was just generally active, and listened to great music all day!

Anyways! This is mainly for me >.< but if you’re still here thanks for sticking around to hear me monologuing.

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15 Wrestlers Who Are On Top of WWE

Nutrition For Wrestlers

I am no dietitian but a dietitian is not any wrestler, nor would they know the best wrestler's food plan. It goes with out saying that a wrestler's weight loss plan is among the more essential parts in wrestling, considering how many people actually minimize weight throughout our careers.

During the final months of my aggressive profession there are solely a handful of days that I did not write down my weight each morning, what I consumed and the way a lot I worked out. By the end, I was utilizing my earlier days as a mannequin to observe two or three days earlier than a match. Albeit the craziness, the concept labored. Under, I will present you a few sample pages from my wrestler's weight loss program, but it surely's important to remember that everybody's body is different. If for some reason the wrestler's weight-reduction plan that worked for me would not for you, keep experimenting. Remember experimentation is greatest carried out within the low season.

Wrestler's Diet Generalizations

First, in any wrestler's eating regimen the drink of alternative must be water. It's one of the simplest ways to keep you hydrated. Water is just like the gasoline for our automotive, without it, we can not run. On match days we should be going from full to half a tank, not half solution to empty.

Ingesting a sports activities drink when you'll be able to is also necessary on a wrestler's weight-reduction plan. The rule of thumb is simply drink one if you labored out for over an hour. The problem is that sports activities drinks do not go through your system as shortly as water so you need to be careful with them. The only other beverage I drank was green or white tea with no components like sugar or milk. At first I used to be not an enormous fan of tea, nevertheless; gradually over time, I discovered to find it irresistible and I nonetheless drink no less than two cups of the stuff a day. Tea is high in antioxidants, and a natural diuretic which helps fluids cross by your system quicker.

A great guideline to follow is to stay hydrated so long as possible as my cutting weight post pointed out.

I wouldn't begin reducing out water until the day earlier than a weigh-in. In highschool this is very tough since weigh-ins occur nearly each other day. That is why I recommend highschool wrestlers to all the time go one weight class higher than they intend to. If extra wrestlers targeted on wrestling in high school as a substitute of what weight class, and who they must dodge, they would be much better fitted to the game in school. Plus high school students are still rising, and reducing weight impedes that course of. I made the error of sucking out too much weight on my wrestler's weight loss plan in highschool and it ruined my metabolism.

It is best to make your personal food as a lot as possible, to know precisely what you're eating. There aren't many locations where you may get a well-balanced meal, together with the marketed healthy places. Making your individual food is the smartest (and least expensive) technique to dwell when you find yourself on a wrestler's food regimen. In the event you reside on your own and have hassle in the kitchen, purchase a healthy cookbook to help you get started.

Wrestler's Weight-reduction plan Really helpful Foods

Any greens, fruit (it helps hydrate you), yogurt with dwell energetic cultures, egg whites (whole eggs are advantageous every so often), walnuts, almonds, granola, oatmeal, peanut butter and jelly on entire wheat bread, hen (baked or grilled), brown rice (not the Chinese meals kind), quinoa (one other grain), beans (if from a can rinse them off and then re-season), tuna (rinse), shrimp (not fried), and veggie burgers. Those meals mainly constituted my weight loss program through the season excluding the meals out, our group shared after sure matches.

I additionally restricted my sodium intake as much as possible by by no means including salt to anything. Stemming vegetables is one of the best ways to cook them. The principle elements to virtually all my dishes were extra virgin olive oil, onion and garlic.

Avoid all varieties of quick meals when you find yourself on a wrestler's food regimen through the season. "Food plan" stuff, like soda is just not the best option either. It's higher to drink sugar and burn it off then drink diet soda and watch TV. There are in fact, sure meals vices that all of us have. Mine was frozen yogurt, teddy grahams, fruit snacks, baked cheetos and sizzling sauce. Hot sauce was primarily the one added sodium I allowed myself to have. Do not deny your self of your food vices completely, otherwise you will go nuts. In our modern supermarkets there are various options to get your "repair." If it's cookies, you can buy 100 calorie packs of them. If it is chocolate, eat just a few blocks a day. Wrestlers burn so many energy that it isn't the end of the world in the event that they fall off their wrestler's food plan once in a while.

The top 10 feminine wrestlers of today are judged by their athleticism, their "stage" presence and their keen to be taught and progress to what the fans need to see. Wrestlers, properly if that is what you wish to name them, like Kelly Kelly and Eve Torres don't belong on a high 10 listing a wrestlers. They might be considered models, divas, and the top 10 of quick ranking boosts. Your more consistent and dependable followers choose the artwork of the entertainment over the the pillow combat matches, not because they are not all in favour of great thing about the women, however they turn on WWE and TNA for their love of wrestling leisure.

Featured first on the top 10 of feminine wrestlers of now, is WWE Diva Maryse Ouellet.

She came in as a contestant of the Diva Search WWE had to recruit stunning gifted wrestlers. Though the contest has proved to be principally a failure, it did deliver to life a couple wrestlers that took the time and effort to do greater than show their legs. Their participation in practice and training brought them to a high level. In Maryse's case, this opportunity brought her to a really high level. She has rapidly grow to be a fixture on WWE tv and has had the WWE Divas title for fairly some time. Her inexperience does show within the ring and she can be paraded in bikini matches from time to time. Maryse hits number 10 because of her persistence in changing into a respected wrestler for her capacity... and her appears.

Beth Phoenix is an excellent wrestler with great abilities. Unfortunately, the "Glamazon" gimmick that is used has taken away from her capability and has given her much less vital story traces. Beth hits quantity 9 on this record as a result of she does have the flexibility. You may expect her future in wrestling to be long and profitable.

Natalya Neidhart is quantity 8. With the suitable story strains and push from promoters, Natalya could at some point high this list. Her father was Jim "The Anvil" Neidhart and she was educated in the dungeon by the Hart Household. This means she is really powerful! Natalya additionally has a stable which refers to themselves as The Hart Dynasty which consists of Tyson Kidd and David Hart Smith. David is the son of Davey Boy Smith, Tyson Kidd is the final particular person to be trained out of the Hart dungeon. Now provided that WWE would let her wrestler extra.

Daffney might be probably the most underrated feminine wrestler on this record. She is available in at number 7 as a result of she is a great wrestler. What separates her from others is her capacity to behave as well. With an performing background, this TNA Knockout and Shimmer lady ought to have plenty of doors open for her. Daffney was as soon as Cruiser weight champion in WCW and nonetheless remains extremely athletic and hardcore.

Melina Perez takes the 6th spot. WWE Diva and very proficient wrestler. It's recognized that she was one of the quickest learners and best technical wrestlers amongst all of the Diva stars. Best Wrestlers WWE The sky is the limit for Melina and her expertise, her future tremendously is dependent upon WWE format and story strains as WWE seems to go for weight and looks over talent at times.

Our fifth ranked female wrestler of right this moment is Angelina Love, also known as Angel Williams. The Canadian magnificence largely identified for her role in TNA because the chief of the "Lovely Individuals" where she has been embarrassing wrestlers since her arrival, even taking the title from Awesome Kong. You possibly can take into account her rank a demotion considering that her matches normally embrace the help of Madison Rayne and Velvet Sky.

Tara, formerly often called Victoria, is ranked quantity 4 because of her shear energy and determination to be the most effective at what she does. She was convinced into wrestling by the former WWE famous person Chyna. Victoria has overwhelmed a few of the finest together with Lita and Velvet Sky. In July 2009 she became the TNA Knockouts champion just after a couple months of her arrival.

Gail Kim has taken feminine wrestling to new heights, which is why she lands at number 3. She is a excessive-flying athlete very like Lita, former WWE, with even a bit of more finesse. Gail has beaten nearly everyone in her path excluding Awesome Kong.

Michelle McCool hits the quantity 2 spot. Like Maryse, she was a contestant on WWE Diva Search. Although this former college trainer has the talents to prove she belongs in wrestling. Wonderful talent and an important persona, Michelle should be a fixture in wrestling for a very very long time.

Our number 1 female wrestler of right now goes to Awesome Kong, also known as Amazing Kong and Kia Stevens. She now wrestles for TNA and has had numerous expertise wrestling in Japan with different super talents there. Awesome Kong is probably the most dominant feminine wrestler of anytime. Every opponent she has confronted has been demolished. Kong has the technical skills, and she or he scares anyone who faces her. To top it off, she is not afraid to climb the highest of the ropes.

Combined Martial Artwork and Final Preventing Championships have exploded in popularity. More and more people are training for MMA and UFC tournaments. Regardless of being "combined" martial arts, there seems to be a dominate skill set inside the cage: wrestling, or ground game.

The interest of the article is to discover three potential reasons for why athletes proficient in the ground game continually excel in MMA contests, and people three are high quality of instruction, expertise developed, and the rules of the competition. These are, what I contemplate, to be the top causes wrestlers proceed to reign supreme in MMA competitors.

First, let's think about the quality of instruction. Many individuals in martial arts have incredible teachers, however one thing to contemplate is the length of time any pupil of the arts has been learning martial arts. With wrestling, it's a sport backed by many colleges, and begins as early as elementary faculty. This means there are kids studying the best way to work on the bottom without having to pay membership dues like they must do at any martial arts studio. This permits a broader base of potential fighters to draw from; not just the mother and father that can afford it.

Further, in contrast to a martial artwork studio that can continue to teach you regardless of skill so long as you pay the dues, wrestling coaches are pushed to provide results; not paychecks. This implies college students should compete for a place on the workforce which places a number of strain on wrestlers to increase their abilities. With out the power, he won't make the crew. If a wrestler stays on the workforce through school, it means he might have as many as seven years of expertise underneath his belt with one other four to 5 years in college to coach, all before getting into an MMA contest. The low value, long term, and competitive nature of instruction goes an extended technique to creating competent fighters who are most comfy on the ground.

Second, let us take a look at the skills wrestlers are taught from day one and the way it improves their fighting means. One of the most necessary fundamentals to any bodily confrontation is positioning. Take into consideration how properly you may defend your self if your opponent is standing behind you. You are not going to do too nicely with that. Wrestlers are drilled on positioning, and figuring out where the most effective place to be a selected transfer. They change into very conscious of how their opponent is maneuvering, and whether he's in good or dangerous place.

As a wrestler, if someone have been trying to set you up for a throw, you'd immediately really feel your opponent's shift in body weight, and you'd know exactly where to position yourself to neutralize his benefit. Wrestlers have an incredible working data of positioning which they can use to their advantage whereas standing, or sprawled on the bottom. This forces anybody else to work a lot tougher than they often need to, and this works in the wrestler's favor by carrying down an opponent's energy reserves.

Whereas preventing a wrestler, you possibly can "fuel out" in a short time for those who're not used to coping with someone who is snug while standing or working the ground sport. As soon as his opponent is tired, the wrestler can capitalize on this by going for the submission, or using some other strategy to end the fight. If he can seal the cope with a punch, he'll punch. No space of the battle is off limits to a wrestler, while many hanging-only fighters are uncomfortable with engaged on the bottom.

Lastly, since we're speaking the MMA arena, we've got to contemplate the nature of the foundations of the sport to totally understand the advantage wrestlers may have. Ultimately these fights are a sport. Violent they may be, however a sport they're still. Deadly strikes and crippling blows are strictly prohibited, which is definitely advisable for any sport the place the athletes anticipate to have a career. Managers wouldn't have anybody to handle if their fighters solely lasted one fight, both. Further, there is a restricted attraction to no-holds-barred combating. This was the issue UFC confronted in its inception. There was too much blood, and the final inhabitants discovered it distasteful. Only a few corporate sponsors have been keen to tie their image to such brutal entertainment.

As soon as certain guidelines had been put in place, there was a lot less blood and fewer genuine accidents. Now that the UFC was much less of a blood sport and more of a full contact contest, its recognition skyrocketed. An unintentional side-impact of those rules was giving an edge to wrestlers. Take into account the number one protective posture in ground combating; the full guard. The defender has his legs around the waist of the aggressor to forestall a full mount. In the ring the place groin assaults are prohibited, this can be a wise plan of action. Exterior the ring, however, even the least educated particular person can see why presenting your attacker with your most susceptible part would be fairly foolish.

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Fix Your Fitness Marketing: 5 Key Strategies to Learn From the Bulletproof Empire

If you’re frustrated that others seem to be getting more attention and clients, the problem probably isn’t your information — it’s your delivery.

In Seth Godin’s book, The Power of Telling Authentic Stories in a Low-Trust World, he explains that readers and potential clients already hold a certain worldview and perspective before encountering you and your information. Your aim is to frame a story within their worldview that they can buy into and, in turn, become believers.

This is easy to say, hard to do, and even harder to do well.

Rather than laying out strategy after strategy, let’s examine one of the most polarizing and financially successful figures in our business and tease out what he does well. In this article, I’ll take a look at how Dave Asprey, founder of Bulletproof, can convince his followers to add gobs of butter in their coffee and believe it’s the greatest thing since sliced bread, all the while building an empire worth millions. You’ll learn:

The key strategy that smart marketers focus on to make their message impact more people.

Who your About page is actually for (hint: it’s not about you).

How a complete stranger can influence a buying decision more than you alone.

The two things that will make your service and products irresistible.

First, if you’re not familiar with Dave Asprey, let’s catch you up.

Asprey is a computer-guy-turned-Silicon-Valley-bizillionaire-turned-biohacker. A biohacker is someone who has a keen interest in “do it yourself” biology. Many science-minded fitness professionals love to hate on what Asprey conveys, claiming that it is too often a load of unsubstantiated pseudoscience and crockery. Regardless of whose side you’re on, you’d be wise to remove your personal biases and take notes on how he, like Dr. Oz and Food Babe, commands millions of loyal followers.

To Read After: 3 Lessons Fit Pros Can Learn From Dr. Oz and Food Babe (http://ift.tt/2ytqPmR)

Here are the five key things you can learn from.

1. Communicate Through Stories

“Storytelling and marketing go hand-in-hand. Just think about it. Whether you’re producing infographics, writing copy for a Facebook ad, or writing a free online guide, you need to capture your audience’s attention.” – Neil Patel and Ritika Puri of Quicksprout

In a Fast Company article, Rachel Gillet wrote that our “brains are far more engaged by storytelling than the cold, hard facts.” It makes sense.

We all know the story of the tortoise and the hare because many of us have felt that hubris of rushing into things, confident that we know more than we really do, and have things blow up in our face when we sit on our laurels. It’s a memorable and crucial life lesson masquerading as a children’s story.

Simply, it’s easier for us to remember stories because we can imagine and fortify them with our personal experiences and perspectives. When you’re weaving a story, you’re connecting with the reader.

As Patel points out, at the end of the day you’re dealing with emotionally-driven humans.

Asprey harnesses the power of storytelling to further Bulletproof’s mission. In the end his story is relatable, human, and memorable. My rendition of his story goes like this:

Asprey had a history of weight problems and was plagued with low energy and digestive issues. Even after seeing hundreds of medical experts, traditional medicine couldn’t quite solve his woes, so he spent a lot more money conducting experiments on himself to find out what could cure him.

His breakthrough moment hit him during a trip in Nepal, where he had spent time with the Sherpa people, an ethnic group from the Himalayas. While climbing a mountain, he fell ill from altitude sickness and was given a tea brewed with yak butter to treat it. The concoction cured his altitude sickness, but it also restored his energy for him to continue his climb.

Throughout his time with the Sherpa people, Asprey had observed that they drank high-calorie cup after high-calorie cup of this stuff, but no one was fat. It led him to question the prevailing wisdom that “fat makes you fat” and figured there must be something different about this combination. When he returned to the States, Asprey recreated this concoction with grassfed butter instead of Yak butter, and with coffee instead of tea. He named it Bulletproof Coffee and claimed that his “new” discovery of butter in coffee helped him not only lose weight, but become more productive, and also cured his digestive ailments.

Thus, his Bulletproof empire was born.

This is the kind of tale that has all the bits of storytelling we crave: his struggles and failures in the pursuit of perfect health, along with millions of dollars spent on “hacking” his health.

Juicy stuff.

Because of this we see Asprey as just another guy with common ailments that conventional medicine and Big Pharma could not help. This made his problems relatable and casted doubt on modern medicine, and in the process, set up his unconventional methods to be the answer.

By him sacrificing his body and money for science, you get to “reap” all of the benefits without any of the work or expense. He gives you the appearance of having committed a selfless act (using his hard earned money to help you, who may not have been able to afford it). What a guy.

You can do the same — with your ethics in check.

I know you have suffered for your goals. Before you started your career, I know you may have dieted or force-fed yourself, experimented with many things to find what works, trained long hours at times you would rather be sleeping, and spent more time on your feet in a day than most people do in a week.

You’re human, not just a glorified sex machine on Instagram. So act like it: Talk about what makes you relatable. Talk about all of the mistakes you have made. Talk about your failures and successes. Here’s an example:

You wouldn’t know it when you saw me, but I was miserable.

I was a celebrity hairstylist in one of the top salons in NYC. My work was in every magazine in the world and on every runway at fashion week. I hung out with supermodels and movie stars all day. I went home to the coolest neighborhood in Brooklyn every night.

I was 33 years old and killing it.

Yet something was missing.

For all the glitz and glamour, I just wasn’t happy.

I would bury my misery in sh*tty food, forget about my day with too much booze, and then try to absolve my sins by fasting or getting on the treadmill for an hour.

I hated the person I saw in the mirror. No matter how many new “hacks” I tried, I was still stuck. Still that skinny-fat kid too ashamed to take his shirt off at the pool.

Atkins, Zone, Paleo, Keto, Bulletproof.

They all worked great for a few weeks and then it just as quickly fell apart.

Same hamster, new wheel.

I was desperate for change. I was desperate for help. I was desperate for something more from life.

I read all the New York Times best-selling books.

I was told, just like you, that there was some magical properties to these diets that made them work. I was told that these diets were the only way to lose weight.

What I never realized was that these diets were too restrictive. They didn’t allow me to make choices for my well-being. They didn’t give me the tools to enjoy and stick to my guns in the long term.

When I failed at what was supposed to be “foolproof”, I’d felt like a failure. If this method was so popular, there must be something wrong with me.

But it wasn’t me.

I just needed to find another way that worked for me. That didn’t deprive me of joy, and was healthy and sustainable and still made me lose weight.

What I found was, the best way begins and ends with you, not some dogmatic approach to sell books.

Fads don’t work.

Gimmicks don’t work.

Butter in coffee doesn’t always work.

Consistent, measurable changes in lifestyle and choices do.

They aren’t necessarily easy, but they don’t have to be complicated.

When I finally realized this, when I was finally able to make the changes that led to real results, my world opened up.

Today I stand up tall.

I smile more.

I eat foods that fuel my workouts and recovery and still enjoy the things I love.

I stopped medicating myself with alcohol and “rewarding” myself with crappy food.

Today I love the man I see in the mirror (so does my wife).

Stop wasting years of your life like I did. Stop the up-and-down, rollercoaster ride of fad diets and gimmicky workouts. Do what works and has worked for hundreds of my clients.

I’ve been in that pit of despair. Let me help you out of it, too.”

This story conveys how you, too, have been fooled by great marketing; wasted money on gimmicks that don’t work; lost opportunities to better your fitness.

After reading this, your readers might feel OK about making mistakes, instead of feeling stupid that they’ve made mistakes. PubMed articles and Facebook tirades telling people are stupid make them feel, well, stupid.

And no one wants to feel stupid.

It’s natural for us to want to bludgeon delusional zealotry with logic and science, but cold facts don’t win any supporters. Stories do.

Storytelling and marketing go hand-in-hand. Capture your audience’s attention. – @neilpatel Click To Tweet

2. Make Your About Page About What You Can Do for the Reader

About pages are less about you and more about the reader. Every great About page has these elements:

In the example above, Asprey emphasizes “without counting calories or excessive exercise” and the fact that he could “sleep more efficiently in less time.” These speak to busy, time-strapped, and highly ambitious, entrepreneur-type folks, likely with family. His target customer is likely someone who’s tried all sorts of diets and programs (except for the fundamentals that work, of course) and failed.

By the time you create your About page, you should know exactly whom you’re talking to, who your ideal customer is, so that when they read your About page they feel as if you’re reading their mind.

Asprey lets the reader know that he personally has lost 100 pounds without doing the fussy work of counting calories or doing much exercise — incredible!

Losing weight without effort is always a great selling point (as long as it’s not a load of crock).

You don’t need to throw fancy certifications and education in people’s faces. The reality is, your customer doesn’t care to distinguish one certification from another. It’s the more subtle things like how much weight you’ve lost (or muscle you’ve gained), or the fact that you’re a best-selling author, or an author of a weight loss book (if you help people lose weight).

Overall, Asprey’s About page expresses what he’s able to do for the reader. More importantly, he isn’t selling his coffee, butter, or MCT oil.

He’s selling the reader a better life, whether that’s in the form of an improved physique, lower stress, a more fruitful career, or more available nights and weekends with family and friends.

Following Asprey’s and Goodman’s example here, start by telling people why you’re worth listening to. As Goodman’s two golden rules famously say:

1. Do good work.

2. Make sure everyone knows about it.

Do good work. Make sure everyone knows about it. @Jon_PTDC Click To Tweet

CSCS or ISSN? Who cares!

People want to know how what you’ve accomplished can help them. Did you help 100 people lose a combined total of 1,500 pounds last year? Great, spill it. Helped take four powerlifters to nationals? Awesome, write it down, too.

After letting people know what you’ve done, share why you’re qualified to help. Maybe you can talk about your weight loss or career transformation.

When writing your About page, follow this template for your story:

Step 1. Paint a picture of what life was like before.

Step 2. Describe what you did to change things.

Step 3. Help the reader envision what your life is like now and how they can benefit, too.

The key is to make yourself aspirational but still relatable. Be someone they want to be, but also someone they could imagine is just like them. Show people that they, despite the mountainous hurdles and obstacles, can overcome their adversity and find a way to take control of their health.

3. Sell What People Want to Hear

I can hear you thinking: “How does anyone fall for B.S.?”

The answer is stark: People do. Hell, I did. Most of my friends in the industry did as well.

We like to think we are immune to being fooled by pseudoscience, but even well-educated consumers aren’t safe. People can buy into things simply because someone else said it worked, also known as social proof.

Social proof is the validation of something — your program maybe — based on people having tried and vouched for it. Crowdsourced Yelp reviews is an example of a restaurant’s social proof, for example. This is why transformation photos and testimonials are such a powerful tool for your fitness business. Potential clients want to see the social proof that people just like them can succeed with your help.

Asprey was not trying to target fitness professionals, even if many fitness professionals did stand by his methods. He used social proof from a different niche. Observe:

Here is a guy who’s seen success in education, business, and now in health. His testimony pits Asprey’s suggestions against a doctor’s word, and gives his resulting health markers to show who’s “right.”

Understanding how to use social proof to your advantage can help to connect to your audience where it counts more: in their emotions. Nobody wants any more raw data in their day. They just want results. If you’re not already gathering testimonials from your current clients, you should be. This article by Goodman addresses a good system for getting testimonials.

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This is where your ideal client profile, or avatar, becomes so important. You have to know everything about who you are speaking to in order to know how your words will affect them. Here’s an example of fleshing out your avatar:

A single mother of three

35-45 years old with limited background in nutrition and exercise

She works full time as a regional sales manager for a retail clothing chain and must care for her kids

She has slowly put on 20 pounds over the last 10 years

Diets intimidate her, and she is overwhelmed by the idea of a fitness program

Notice how detailed the profile is. And here’s a sample ad targeted at this avatar:

“You don’t have to uproot your entire life just to lose a little fat. With just small changes over time, you will soon be making better decisions day in and day out. Decisions that will lead to more confidence to launch your career, more energy to spend with your kids, and a better outlook each and every day. Imagine where you could be and how you’ll feel in a month, six months, a year. Imagine, too, the example you can set for your kids when you share your healthy habits for a healthy body and mind.”

With this copy you reassure her that she will have time to succeed. You are giving her autonomy by letting her know her decisions will make change, not your instructions. You also set realistic expectations by not putting a short time window on results.

Your audience needs to know what they can get from your program, sure, but they should know how they will feel after doing it. Derek Halpern of Social Triggers says, “You don’t want to let people come up with their own reason why. If you do, they may come up with something completely different or something that isn’t nearly as powerful as the reason you originally intended.”

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People don’t buy into Bulletproof merely because it will help them lose weight. They buy into the promise of an improved version of their life.

Be the one to give them that.

Fit pros: Your audience needs to know how they will FEEL after doing your program. @jebjohnston Click To Tweet

4. You Don’t Have to Reinvent the Wheel

Here’s a scene: dinner at Ruth’s Chris steakhouse. Table for three. You, me, and Mr. Asprey. Take a look at the following scenarios and tell me which is an easier sell to a weight loss client:

Scenario 1

I sit down and tell you how you will lose fat and gain muscle with a lot of science and jargon. All you have to do is eat like me. That means five ounces of grilled chicken breast, one cup of plain white rice, and two cups of steamed broccoli. Every day. Plus, hey, look at me, I’m pretty ripped. Check out my abs on Instagram, bro.

Scenario 2

Asprey says nothing. He orders a 14-ounce porterhouse, rare, with two ramekins of butter that he proceeds to melt all over that beautifully marbled piece of choice meat. He savors every butter-y, juicy bite.

He’s not super ripped, but let’s be real: It’s a no-brainer that 99% of clients would flock toward the delicious steak that’ll still allow them to lose weight and lead a better life.

There’s a reason Asprey has a rabid fanbase that is unflinching in their support for the products. But it’s not like he invented anything new; instead, he made something novel. No one had ever thought to put butter in their coffee while claiming it would help people lose weight and gain better focus. No one realized he was just selling a different brand of calorie restriction. His way was sexier and different.

Novelty is one thing, but he also:

Made his entire diet simple and easy to understand. In the Bulletproof diet, there is no counting calories or macros: you just eat until you are full. For someone who is intimidated by the idea of dieting and doesn’t want to think or work so hard, this is very appealing and easy to sell. While you can’t promise your client that they won’t have to work hard, you can make things so easy for them or help them minimize the number of decisions in their day.

Told people what they can and cannot eat. The limitations are very clear. There is no guesswork and no grey area. People typically love boundaries.

As Goodman writes in his book:

“Another lesson that we can take from Bulletproof is how the company has marketed the ketogenic diet. The ketogenic (“keto”) diet is basically a high-fat, moderate protein, low-carb diet. It’s nothing new. Lots of trainers promote ketogenic protocols or promote ketogenic diets as part of their marketing. Most of the coaches who speak about the keto diet describe it as an improvement – a bit better way to eat. Bulletproof, on the other hand, created a new category by changing the name (they called it “the Bulletproof Diet”) and wrote a book about it. In both cases, the company found a way to market something that already existed – coffee without harmful levels of mycotoxins and the ketogenic diet – in a novel and compelling way.”

Key takeaways here? Novelty and simplicity.

When you write articles or share any information on your social media posts, you need to make your information easy to understand and even simpler to do. Make it actionable.

For example, you might tell your clients to drink more water.

OK, good advice, but how?

Actionable advice: Have them put rubber bands on their water bottle. For every full bottle of water they drink, they remove a rubber band and put it on their wrist. The goal is to remove all of the rubber bands from their bottle.

I first learned of this from coach Nick Tumminello, and it’s a great way to take the guesswork out of seemingly good but easily ignored advice. Plus, it’s something that clients can actually act on.

5. Identify What Makes YOUR Products Irresistible

One of the core tenets of the Bulletproof business model is that they look out for you and your health because they’re on your side. Contaminants and mold in “other” coffee products could be poisoning you and causing your daily performance to suffer. Asprey recognized the marketability of information that others also knew but didn’t think was a big deal.

Case in point: At time of writing, the Bulletproof® Upgraded™ Coffee beans retail for $18.95 for a 12-ounce bag on their website.

On Amazon, a 12-ounce bag of organic, fair trade coffee beans from a different brand retails for $7.45. As Goodman pointed out in his book:

“Bulletproof can charge 2.56 times more for their coffee because the company claims that its upgraded coffee has gone through a process to remove something called mycotoxins. Mycotoxins are fungi. There are two specific types that exist in coffee: Ochratoxin A and Aflatoxin B1. Mycotoxins likely cause inflammation, fatigue, and possibly cancer. Ample research backs up the claim that mycotoxins are bad. It’s also true that these fungi are present in most coffee. These upgraded beans seem like an obvious choice.”

Goodman posits that coffee growers have known about mycotoxins for years and have been actively controlling and removing them. The real story is that, yes, mycotoxins can be a threat if consumed in large quantities, but good manufacturing practices keep them at safe levels.

In other words, as Goodman notes, “coffee growers were aware of the same problem as Bulletproof, and they adjusted their agricultural and manufacturing processes to fix the problem; they just didn’t recognize the marketability of it. Coffee remains a commodity competing on price, and Bulletproof has built an empire able to sell it at 2.56 times the market price.”

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Billions of dollars are spent each year by people hoping for an easy solution to a complex problem. If the legitimate fitness industry hopes to have a chance at combating this hucksterism, it must adapt. Like it or not, posting studies and facts to social media are not changing anyone’s mind.

Help people understand that you are there to see them improve.

Find your way to their level, and find out what drives them. In fact, here’s a visual four-step guide to help you tighten up your messaging:

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A Short Story- Ice cream

The below story is fictional. The people in the story aren't real but it was very much inspired by my experience of life during my university years. If you can relate to any of this let me know.

I wake slowly from an uncomfortable, dehydrated sleep. Eyes slightly glued together with last night’s make up and yesterday’s contact lenses unremoved. Bladder full, I need to empty it. I try to lift my head but a sharp stab of fiery pain slices between my eyes and I crumple back onto my pillow, drained from the effort.

I blink and my dry eyes attempt to focus. I see that I brought a glass of water to bed with me (thank God I remembered this time) and reach for it cautiously with a shaking hand. I lift myself up again, slowly this time so as not to disturb the dragon in my head again and gulp back as much as I can. My stomach churns in protest. I lie still, hoping I can go back to sleep but the dragon is awake again and the my head pounds. I need 2 paracetamol. I scan the bedside table but they aren’t there, my heart sinks and I curse my own poor planning. I haven’t made things easy for myself.

I sit up, ignoring the blinding pain in my head. My mouth tastes familiarly sour and metallic. It tastes like the pain in my head. I grab the empty glass and somehow manage to coordinate my limbs to move to the bathroom. I’m wearing a t-shirt and last night’s knickers. I don’t have the energy to put on some pants or shorts, I just hope none of my housemates boyfriends are around, they’d be horrified if they saw me like this.

Safe in the bathroom I slump onto the toilet seat. The dragon momentarily stops breathing fire across my brain as I relive myself. The reprieve doesn’t last long. I rummage around in the bathroom cabinet and find the paracetamol. There are 3 left. I take them all, glugged down with more lukewarm tap water. 2 will never be enough today.

As soon as I have swallowed them, a wave of panic jolts through me like an electric shock. A hazy memory of taking some painkillers at some point tries to surface but I can’t remember when I took them. Was it before I went to bed last night? If so has it been more than 4 hours since the last dose? Did I take more than the recommended dose then as well? Can you even take them with alcohol? I’m not sure but my dehydrated brain whizzes through the worst case scenarios. I could accidentally overdose. My phone has no battery and I don’t know where I left my charger so I won’t be able to call for help. At what point would I call for help anyway? How would I know if something is wrong when I feel so horrendous anyway? I could see if my housemates are in and ask them to call an ambulance just in case, but then I’d just be having another one of my episodes, another overreaction, more drama from Clare again. This is the type of thing that happens to me. It will become a story they tell on nights out, “Remember when Clare woke us up at 7am to call an ambulance because she thought she’s taken an overdose of paracetamol but she actually just had a hangover?” They will laugh. I’ll laugh too but a part of me will feel like a fool. A part of them will think, “For fuck sake Clare!”.

My heartrate slows slightly, I tell myself I’m fine. I tell myself I won’t die from taking 1 extra paracetamol. If I start feeling worse I will call my housemates. I breathe deeply trying to get a full breath. My skin crawls and my head pounds again. I skulk down to the kitchen to make toast. The thought of warm carbs sitting in my stomach and then going back to bed to wait for the painkillers to work immediately soothes me. My mouth waters in anticipation despite my still churning stomach. I make 2 slices and eat a 3rd slice of bread with margarine while I’m waiting. The bread is slightly stale and I don’t enjoy it but it distracts me from my headache and my worries about the paracetamol.

Back in bed, the tension in my head starts to thaw. The metallic taste in my mouth is still there and the nausea is worse despite the toast. I look at the clock by my bed, 6.54am. I’m wide awake. My mind starts to race back to last night. A blur. Pub- wine and shots, club- wine then vodka, party back at my house, more wine, more vodka. Little white pills and bags of white powder. Money spent- I have no idea but it must have been over 200, a lot on my student budget. Deeper into my overdraught. I need to not think about that.

My head still throbs but it’s a duller now, the embers of the dragon’s fire instead of the blast itself. I try to piece things together. I’d felt uncomfortable at first. My size 10 dress felt too tight, my cheeks too chubby, eyes too small for my face. My calves and ankles packed into my tights and 6 inch heels gave the illusion of slimmer legs but my thighs rubbed together at the top reminding me I need to try harder, be smaller, suck everything in, don’t eat anything.

My anxiety increases, I can’t relax. I remember walking into the pub trying to look confident. Strutting my stuff in those heels, flicking my long hair over my shoulder and searching the room for cute guys. Trying to make eye contact, nothing. They seemed to be looking but not at me. Not surprising as my friend Liani was in front of me. They all saw her first, smiled, tried to catch her eye. Took in her long legs and tiny waste. Her simple tunic dress hanging loosely over her slim breasts and hips somehow seemed to enhance the ease with which she carried herself. She didn’t need to suck anything in, worry about tummy roles or rubbing thighs. She ate crisps and drank beer without worrying about weight watchers points. When guys came over to sit with us she thought about which one was cuter while I hoped that one of them would think I was OK. They would never chose me first, I was always the consolation prize. I drank.

As the night had gone on my confidence grew. The booze does that, the coke allows me to carry on drinking for longer. For a while I was carefree, attractive, not skinny but not taking up too much space either. I was funny, confident, sexy. We went to the bathroom, another pill, another line. I looked in the mirror as I stood next to Liani. I was still shorter and wider but the gulf that separated our looks had closed a bit. I felt lighter inside and out. We danced. All night, me still trying to catch someone’s eye and Liani trying to fend them off. The rest is fuzzy. The club was sweaty and hot. Liani was kissing a gorgeous guy on the dancefloor, the guy I’d been talking to looked disappointed. “Damn I was hoping to get your friends number, she’s gorgeous, but I guess she prefers him,”. My face had burned but it was dark so he’d never have known. He’d never have realised I had thought he was going to ask for my number. I went to the bar and bought a round of drinks.

My face burns again with shame as I remember. My legs twitch. I breathe deeply again trying to get enough air into my lungs. My head swims. I can feel every inch of my stomach and thighs and try to imagine if they were smaller, how much easier would life be. I look at the clock again, 7.15. I want to eat again. I’m not hungry but I want something nice, something to distract me. I want to be able to sleep and a full tummy will help me but I can’t use up any more calories yet. Eventually I must have fallen asleep again but I don’t rest. Yes that is possible to sleep without resting at all. I seem to do it a lot. When I come round again the clock says it’s 10.19 but my body is rigid, my neck stiff. I’m still trying to get enough air into my lungs.

I decide enough time has passed since the toast so I can allow myself to eat again. I have already had 385 calories from the toast and margarine. I don’t need to look at the back of the packets to know this. I’ve programmed myself to calculate calories automatically. People who don’t diet are amazed I can remember. I get dressed, brush my teeth and remove last night’s make up and contact lenses. I don’t shower. I don’t want to undress and have to see my body, feel the curves that are too big as I wash and see myself in the large bathroom mirror when I’m drying myself. My baggy tracksuit bottoms and hoody make me feel small by comparison.

On the way down to the kitchen I call out to my housemates. No one answers, they must all be at lectures. I should have been to two already today. I could make the third if I hurried up but then I’d have to have a shower, face my oversized body and try to find something to wear that looks reasonably OK on me. Easier said than done. Then I’d have to sit in my lecture while I try to breath normally and my stomach churns and I worry that people can hear it and I worry that I’m going to faint and that I might lose control of my body completely but I can’t leave because there’s no excuse to just walk out of the lecture and everyone will see me and know there’s something wrong with me because I can’t sit in class for an hour without having to dash for air. I wouldn’t take in much of the lecture anyway, I can never concentrate when I’m in this frame of mind, which is almost all the time.

Just thinking about being trapped in a lecture theatre makes my head start to thud again, the dragon stirring, I need to eat.

I make myself toasties with low fat cheese and ham. I use 4 slices of bread. 900 calories. After this I’ll only have 215 left for the rest of the day but that’s fine. I’ll sleep most of the day and then just have a cuppa-soup and another piece of toast in the evening. I east the toasties in front of the TV with a cup of milky sweet tea. I don’t count the calories in the milk and sugar. As I’m eating I feel calmer, my breathing slows. I stop worrying about missing my lectures and taking too many paracetamol and taking too many drugs and spending too much money and messing up my diet again and looking desperate and fat last night next to my slim and confident friend. I savour the delicious melted cheese and the crispy toasted bread and sip my tea and I focus on the smell, taste and textures and the feeling of swallowing the food and the warmth as it hits my stomach.

As I get towards the end of the last toasty my anxiety starts to return. I don’t want this to be over. What will I do next? What if I can’t sleep straight away? I’m going to crave something sweet. My brain anticipates the craving before I even start craving it. I’ve been here so many times before.

I return to the kitchen, I no longer feel small in my large hoody, I can feel the bread in my stomach and I think of the dress that was already too tight last night. I search my cupboard for something sweet. I don’t usually buy sweet treats because I can’t seem to stop at one. When I do buy them they rarely last longer than a day. The only sweet thing I have is a box of weightwatchers cereal bars. 88 calories. It says it on the box this time, not that my built in calorie counter didn’t already know. There are two left in the box. I take one back to the living room. I wanted to make another cup of tea to have with it but the thought of waiting for the kettle to boil before I can eat it feels impossible. I try to nibble the bar slowly but when I’m halfway down it I start to eat faster. I’ve already decided I’m going back for the other bar. It’s OK I reason with myself. I won’t need anything else all day after this and I can still have a cuppa-soup (55 cals) this evening and still be (almost) within my calories. It’s still not even 11am.

Second bar demolished, I then decide I might as well eat the rest of my calories for the day (39) now and really enjoy them. The day stretches out in front of me with nothing to break it up. No meals, no snacks to punctuate the hangover and comedown. I might as well just enjoy this now that I’ve started. I just need one more mouthful of something sweet and then I’ll feel satisfied and be able to sleep for a bit. After a search of the kitchen (my housemates cupboards as well as mine), I find a tub of Ben and Jerrys in the freezer. It’s not mine, it must be my Sarah or Lucy’s. “Please be open already” I hope inwardly. Jackpot, it is open and about a 5th of the tub has been eaten. This means I can easily sneak a couple of spoonfuls and no-one will notice. I check the door and call out again. No reply, the coast is clear. I spoon a thin layer of ice cream out of the tub and into a bowl. There is more than my 39 calories there but not much more. If I end up only going over by 100 calories for the day then it’s still OK. I can easily make that up tomorrow by having less then, and besides I must have burnt a lot of calories dancing last night.

I eat it in the kitchen standing over the sink so I can easily hide the evidence if anyone should come back. It’s delicious. The sweet, cold creaminess transports me to a world where there is nothing else but me and my taste buds. It’s heaven. I’m no longer just distracted from my worries, they are no longer significant. I know before I finish my serving I’m going back for more.

I take the tub up to my bedroom. I’ll replace the whole tub later today. As soon as I’m feeling better I’ll run to the shop and buy a new one, I’m sure they’ll have that flavour. They did the other day I think. I don’t plan to eat the whole tub. I know I can’t put it back in the freezer when too much is gone because they’ll know I ate some (There won’t be any doubt as to who it was, I’ve done this before although I always replace things). I think I’ll just eat down to the halfway mark and then throw the rest in the bin. I’ll have gone well over my calories for today but I can make up for that tomorrow.

At some point, I’m not sure exactly when, I lose any semblance of control I may have had. As soon as the rush of the first few mouthfuls wears off, each mouthful is accompanied by a bitter layer of guilt. I start to feel guilty about eating something that wasn’t mine, about missing my lectures, about being behind in nearly all of my classes, about ruining my diet, about doing drugs last night and shame about throwing myself at boys who prefer my friend. I try to put the tub down but the ice cream is making the guilt palatable, for all I hate myself for not stopping, to stop eating is worse.

By the time I finish the tub, the guilt is joined by disgust. I feel physically sick and even more dehydrated. I count the calories. I’ve eaten 2261 before 11.30am. 1876 calories within the space of just over an hour. I gulp back some water in an attempt to get rid of the sickly taste in my mouth. The ice cream that tasted like heaven before now tastes curdled and sour on my tongue. My teeth feel as though they are coated in a thick film of sugar. How could I do this? If I could just stop doing this I’d be thin like Liani and I’d be happy. Life must be so easy when you’re thin. What is so wrong with me? Why am I so greedy that I can’t stop eating even when I feel sick? If anyone could see me now they’d be disgusted too.

Making a snap decision I run to the bathroom and stick my fingers down my throat as far as I can. Nothing happens. I try to purge myself of the ice cream for the next 20 minutes. My throat is sore from ramming my fingers down to my tonsils and retching but I’m unable to get my stomach to return any of its contents. My entire body feels hard and round and crammed full. At last I admit defeat and return to my bedroom, tears of frustration running down my face. I can’t even do this properly! I’m fiercely jealous in this moment of people with bulimia. At least they are thin and people have sympathy for them. I’m just fat and greedy and have no self-control. No one would have any sympathy for a disgusting fat pig like me. It’s no wonder boys don’t look at me when we go out, I don’t deserve their attention. I lie in my bed, too hot in my hoody but unwilling to take it off because I need to feel covered. I need to be separated from the disgusting sight of my own body. And as I try to understand what just happened, after all this, still there is a little voice inside my head that tells me I could make all this go away, at least for a little while, if I eat something else. I know that while I’m actually eating I won’t be thinking and right now thinking is so painful I’ll do anything to stop.

So my day progresses in this way, sleeping but not really resting, worrying, eating and hating myself for eating. At some point I must have dozed off because I hear my housemates downstairs in the kitchen. I pray they don’t decide to have ice cream or any of the other goodies I’ve stolen today. I pray I didn’t leave any evidence of my binge for them to find. At 7pm at night I’m exhausted, disgusted, guilt ridden and ashamed. My built in calorie counter, no longer as precise as earlier on in the day, has logged over 4000 calories. I finally find a phone charger and plug my phone in. When it’s turned on I have two missed calls and four messages. My heart leaps, maybe the guy from last night did take my number after all? But the missed calls are from the Uni, one message is a voicemail telling me to call the faculty office as soon as possible regarding my attendance. My chest tightens and my stomach turns upside down with dread and excess lactose but my brain and body are too exhausted to provide any other response. The messages are all from Liani telling me the guy she kissed last night called her this morning and took her out to the beach for the day. She sends a picture of the 2 of them eating ice cream together and laughing, her tiny shorts showing off tanned legs.

I cry into my pillow until I fall into a deep sleep. As I’m drifting off I promise myself that tomorrow I’ll start again.

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