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To quote Lee Corso...

"Not so fast, my friend....."

I mentioned previously that I finally found some protein shake stuff at Vitamin Shoppe last weekend, and it was on clearance so, oh why not? I also stopped in at Wally World on Sunday and bought a nice little shaker/mixer thing -- "perfect for vinaigrettes, shakes, etc." (you see where this is heading, don't you?)

I took the protein powder with me to work yesterday for a quick pre-workout boost. I even only used half the recommended portion, in part to control calories and also to see how I would like it. I mixed the powder with a cup of Almond Breeze Unsweetened Vanilla almond milk.

The verdict: the protein powder is at home again, where it will stay. One, I didn't like the taste. Had I used a whole portion, it might have been better. But also, my "perfect for..." mixer? Not so much. I had to open it a couple of times and stir. Perhaps the powder should have been sifted or something first? It might have been the unsweetened almond milk. But all I know is I needed a blender or Magic Bullet for this concoction.

And two, I didn't like the way it made me feel. Perhaps it was the headache that was already building throughout the day, or just being tired after a crazy day. I just know I didn't feel right after drinking it. I have since realized that this case of the weirds may have been due more to the HeadOn (yes, apply directly to the forehead) that I was using. I discovered that today when I used it again when I felt a little headache coming on and got the same not-so-great feeling. Good thing I didn't spend that much on it - because it is finding a new home in le garbage!

Even weirder? After my workout, I felt oddly shaky. At the gym, I did a high-intensity interval cardio routine (20 minutes), and then a free weight arms routine. The only thing I did any differently was choosing slightly heavier dumbbells than I had used before. But I was sweating through the whole thing like I had just run a marathon.

I went into the grocery store after the gym, grabbed the bananas I needed and also a Powerade Zero. I could not chug the Powerade fast enough. Okay, that's fine, I get that I'm thirsty. But it's a two-minute drive at worst from the gym to the house.... that drink was G.O.N.E. before I ever got home. It was the shaky feeling you get when you've gone too long between meals/snacks. From the time I had the shake to getting home from the gym? Less than 3 hours...... I mean, really, I can do better than that each morning (usually 4-5 hours between breakfast & snack). So for a quick boost, I popped a peppermint candy, and that seemed to help until I got food in my system! Today, I took my Biggest Loser whey protein powder with me to work to use in the future. At least I know it works without giving me the weirds.

But you know, my leader and I were talking tonight and we realized that real foods are still the best answer....... so this coming week, as much as possible, back to "real" foods and less of the processed stuff. For protein after a workout, stick to lean meats, eggs, beans, etc. Oh my, in other words: Filling Foods. Now there's a concept, isn't it?

I'll keep you posted!

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