Paleo-a-go-go

With every new year comes new year's resolutions and my resolutions for 2013 are probably the same as 99.9% of Americans -- lose weight, be financially responsible, be a better person, etc.

The Boyfriend and I have made it a point to lose weight this year, we both feel like we've put on too much "happy fat" and needless to say, it's not making either one of us happy.

We've both been on diets before separately and together. Counting calories, counting carbs, low-fat, low-cal, fat-free and taste-free have been staples in our vocabularies for varying amount of unsuccessful tries.

This time around we're doing it caveman style.

We're both doing the Paleo Diet or at least doing our best with it.

For the past three-ish weeks we've been eating nothing but lean proteins, veggies, fruits, nuts, berries and twigs (just kidding. there have been no twigs).

Giving up bread hasn't been as horrible as it was the last few times that I tried a low-carb diet and I haven't figured out why and I don't know that I care enough to figure it out. What I do know is that it's been working for us and this diet is one that we've actually been able to stick to for the longest amount of time.

Many of the other low-carb diets restrict fruits for either a certain amount of time or just don't allow fruits at all which just always seemed strange to me. Yes I understand that fruits have sugars in them which are carbs, but fruits are also full of so many redeeming qualities that I find it hard to stick to a diet that doesn't encourage eating them.

Granted, many of the paleo websites, blogs and books say that if you're trying to lose weight stray away from too much fruit and nut intake.

So anyway, after the first couple weeks I lost about seven pounds. YAY!

And then this past weekend happened. I wrote an article about a restaurant (which obviously required some research), dinner for The Boyfriend's mother Saturday night and then Super Bowl Sunday. OH THE FRIED, STARCHY, CARBY FOODS... and wings. There were wings too. 

I just about gained any weight back over the weekend and have been kind of slow-rolling getting fully back on track. 

The Boyfriend and I have started a bet with one another. Whoever reaches their goal weight first wins. What they win, we haven't decided yet, but they'll win. He's looking to lose 100 pounds and I'm staring down 50... well 55 including those five I just gained back. 

It's a long road ahead, but I'm going to give it my best and be satisfied in the fact that I'll we'll inevitably be healthier in the end.