A few days ago, we completed a two-week Healthy Ingestion Challenge.
It was initiated by my wife and counted five participants.
Each day for two weeks, we’ve been writing a list of foods we ingest and then my wife, who is a certified fitness instructor with some nutrition training, grades us on whether we’ve eaten healthy.
Knowing the challenge was imminent, I stocked up on foods I thought were healthy; orange juice, nuts, yogurt, V8 juice, bottled water and the like.
The first day I rated an appalling C-.
I was flabbergasted. I was going cold turkey on that first day, breaking a slew of bad habits and routines by choosing not to ingest my usual cheat foods.
Reality check. I was forced to understand by my wife and some other gung ho participants that I would not be graded on the basis of what I did not eat.
I would not be granted hero status for choosing not to drink a small can of root beer, or choosing not to pop a few cookies.
It was only about what I ingested.
Double drat darn, I would have to get serious.
It turns out the yogurt had too much sugar, the V8 had too much sodium, and even the orange juice had too much sugar, even if it is completely natural.
It seems the highest marks in this challenge were being awarded to participants who packed in the protein and who ingested at least three liters of water a day!
Perhaps I misunderstood and had unwittingly signed up for a protein ingestion challenge.
If I have a slice of pizza, even straight cheese pizza, it must be accompanied by a cola. For me, it’s neural wiring.
Thinking a slice of cheese pizza accompanied by a bottle of water might earn me accolades, I put it on one of my lists.
Boy, was I wrong!
At some point, outside the context of this challenge, Susan had mentioned chocolate milk was a good choice. When I added it to my list one day, I was heralded for the protein it included but whacked for the sugar content.
I think sardines saved me from being completely disillusioned and failing miserably. I threw sardines, salmon and tuna in there whenever I could, which the judge deemed roundly positive.
I threw in cherry tomatoes, peppers and frozen vegetable mixes. Oh yeah and brown rice.
I managed a string of A’s on a few days.
My son won the challenge by ingesting heaps of protein and mind-boggling, bladder-busting volumes of water every single day.
He just did what he does every day.
Sigh.
He did get knocked on occasion for low vegetable intake.
It was fun; competing against each other and making my flimsy arguments before unsympathetic fellow participants.
To keep things in perspective, my sister-in-law was a first day disqualification.
Perhaps some of the discipline I mustered during the challenge will persist post-challenge.
Wouldn’t that be nice.