I'm not sure when exactly I veered off course, but somewhere in the last couple of weeks I started making exceptions and before I knew it, I was on a tear. I blame the sourdough bread. I have learned that I simply cannot have it in the house, because I find it irresistible. Before I knew it, I was making my old favorite tuna melts, day after day. And that then led to giving in to some of the candy that was hanging around the house in anticipation of Halloween, such that by the 31st I was completely off the no-sugar wagon, so to speak. Anyone who doesn't think sugar is addictive should go off of it for a few months and then start eating just a bit and watch what happens.
I'm kind of depressed about it. Sigh. Because it was kind of brutal when I first went off sugar and refined carbs, and brutal again when I went low-carb. I'm not looking forward to going through those initial weeks again. But it has to be done. I definitely feel worse, and I fear I've reversed some of the progress I've made in improving my health. I know I should start immediately. But... there are peanut butter cups in the house! Those little individually-wrapped ones, in fall foil colors! I can resist the other candies, no problem. But those little pots of peanut buttery scrumptiousness have me in their grips right now. I'm sure that I'm not the only one. Gah.
The good news is that I know I can get off the devil sugar again, and soon enough I won't even crave it. It was amazing to discover that it completely lost its appeal within just a few weeks. Same with the gluten and carbs. But getting off of them can be a bitch initially, I won't lie. I'll allow one or two nights more of the "treats" (not a great description for them, given what I know about the damage they do internally), and then I'll call it quits once more and get back to the project of working toward better health and well-being.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Saturday, October 11, 2014
It's been over five years since I last wrote here. Many things have changed in Casa de Kaza. We moved to a new house closer to our jobs. My beloved father died, and I was lost in grief for a long while. The husband and I both changed career paths, so the rhythm of university semesters no longer regulates our time. Our little preschooler is now 9 years old and in the fourth grade, and I can report that it really is true that parenting gets better and better (if not easier). My passion these days is to achieve optimal health and well-being. After my dad died, I knew I had to make some changes. He had diabetes, hypertension, and heart disease, and ultimately died of multiple organ failure after what I think was about 9 years on dialysis. We were witness to the way his life became increasingly medicalized even before dialysis, as heart disease and kidney failure led him through a long, slow decline. It isn't a unique story. After losing him, I started reading up on nutrition, and came across the competing paradigms concerning how to eat for optimal health. Ultimately I decided that the primal/paleo pathway made the most sense, and began working toward transitioning my own eating. I expect that I'll write a good deal about that transition, which is ongoing. But health and wellness aren't only about what we eat, and so I've also been on a spiritual quest of sorts, and I might write about some of that as well. I'm an avid viewer and fan of Super Soul Sunday, I'm trying to make meditation a new habit (mostly unsuccessfully thus far), and I intend to give yoga another shot soon. I'm 47 now, and on my birthday I decided that this will be the year that I'm going to make the changes to get my health in order, in the holistic sense of body-mind-spirit. Perhaps blogging about it will bring me some inspiration, accountability, and encouragement.
Posted by Kaza at 11:34 AM