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| chicken doing dishes |
I spent some time in a village in Sikkim (a bit father north). Sikkim is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. It's like Kalimpong but everything is more extreme: the hills are higher, valleys deeper, and during monsoon season there are more landslides than people. The friends I took with me were all into the kind of diet I am attempting, and several of them had done the Whole 30 a few times, that was encouraging. But... We were deep in Rice and Lentil territory and so here's where the confession comes in.
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| from this rock we saw the picture below |
I broke it. I broke the Whole 30... perhaps "smash" is a better word. I will say that I came prepared to continue but living in the village has it's... challenges. I never knew where my food was, they kept moving it and eating it. The police lady in charge of granting me permission to stay in the Dentam District handed me grilled corn and in addition to the fact that it looked delicious, for other reasons I simply could not refuse. Then of course there's chia which is kind of a meal here 1/3 of which is sugar. I would love to paint my self as a victim of heartless carb-cannon pirates, but in the end, I choose to stop.
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| dentam seen from viewpoint shown above |
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| more chiya consumption |
I think it was a good call over all since, in order to continue, I would have had to spent the whole day cooking my own special food just for me, and I had many other things to concern myself with, like eight tall, loud, hilarious Alabama Americans (roll tide) living in a Sikkimese village unable to drink the water and in need of toilet paper that I didn't bring, or couldn't find. And so with a little sadness, shame, a deepening belly button, mingled with resolve to begin afresh next year some time, I hereby
temporarily declare the answer to this blog's question of whether I will be fit or fat as.... (wait for it)...
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| drinking Chiya |
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| during a days hike |
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| start 'em young on chiya |
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| our road |
fat.
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| trying our hand at hand grinding corn |
Its OK Glenn. India caused me and Ryan massive failure on our Paleo. And now all I crave is sugar and peanut butter. So eating clean our first week back in America has been hard but worth it.
ReplyDeleteRyan lost 8 lbs in India
Brad lost 5
I dropped a pant size
And all we want now is Chiya!
We seriously need one of those domestic servant chickens. Looks amazing. I can almost see it converting dish grime into golden-yolked eggs. So you trekked off into some mountain village and bribed the locals to hold you at gunpoint and force you to drink sugar... fair enough. But the question is, did you feel any different in the 10 days leading up to your epic bailout?
ReplyDeleteNate, yes you have the picture... I thought I had said enough about the experience.. but your question got me thinking so I did one last post to sum up... basically I felt great... even keel and strong... craved carbs some but not a enough to drive me crazy and I wasn't fasting or dieting... I ate a lot of good food... and felt the same... you know what they say. "garbage in... garbage out"
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