Maybe you all are tired of reading my food diaries here, but changing my diet has been an all-consuming venture!
First the bad:
It has been a rough week and an even tougher weekend! All week I had sore joints. I was still able to play outside with the children, so I am not as sore as I was. There were some days that I could almost hear Mt. Dew and coffee calling my name. But, I did NOT give in. My parents took us out to dinner on Thursday night and that was okay. My salad looked like the best food on the table! So, that was not too hard (emotionally, I mean). But, Saturday night our church had a baked goods auction to raise money for vacation Bible school. I originally did not want to go. I assumed it would be torturous. But, in the end, I thought it would be fun - I stayed to watch. I almost cried once. Seeing all of those pies, cakes, cookies, etc was a tremendous challenge for me. We did not buy any junk food at the auction. I came home and made an apple juice and that improved my spirits some. Then, after church today there was a meal again... and chocolate cake. I won't lie - I came home nearly in tears. And, I have cried off and on all afternoon.
Now - in my defense - you might think I am a silly girl for crying over sweets. But, let me tell you, unless you have given up sugar and high fructose corn syrup yourself you just don't know how hard it is! There are cravings and emotional breakdowns, and I can bet you that people will talk about you behind your back. That reminds me - one of the ladies at church asked me why I was doing this new "diet." And, I explained that I have a disability that cannot be diagnosed. That I have terrible joint pains and I cannot get out of bed. Her husband - who teases a lot - says, "that's just old age." I think he was joking. I am only 33. But, there have been times in the last 3 years that I felt twice that old!!!
Anyway, that's the bad news. The good news:
My beginning weight was 202, two Sundays ago before breakfast. Before breakfast today it was 190... a loss of 12 pounds. I realize that this alone should be enough to keep me from temptation. But, I am truly addicted to sweets. It might take months to get over years and years of sweets and overall bad nutrition. Going "cold turkey" after twenty or so years of poor diet is extremely difficult! (more on this later)
That's the good, the bad, and the ugly. I will never tell you that this kind of dietary change is easy. But, some days I am confident that it is worth it. Time will tell!
First the bad:
It has been a rough week and an even tougher weekend! All week I had sore joints. I was still able to play outside with the children, so I am not as sore as I was. There were some days that I could almost hear Mt. Dew and coffee calling my name. But, I did NOT give in. My parents took us out to dinner on Thursday night and that was okay. My salad looked like the best food on the table! So, that was not too hard (emotionally, I mean). But, Saturday night our church had a baked goods auction to raise money for vacation Bible school. I originally did not want to go. I assumed it would be torturous. But, in the end, I thought it would be fun - I stayed to watch. I almost cried once. Seeing all of those pies, cakes, cookies, etc was a tremendous challenge for me. We did not buy any junk food at the auction. I came home and made an apple juice and that improved my spirits some. Then, after church today there was a meal again... and chocolate cake. I won't lie - I came home nearly in tears. And, I have cried off and on all afternoon.
Now - in my defense - you might think I am a silly girl for crying over sweets. But, let me tell you, unless you have given up sugar and high fructose corn syrup yourself you just don't know how hard it is! There are cravings and emotional breakdowns, and I can bet you that people will talk about you behind your back. That reminds me - one of the ladies at church asked me why I was doing this new "diet." And, I explained that I have a disability that cannot be diagnosed. That I have terrible joint pains and I cannot get out of bed. Her husband - who teases a lot - says, "that's just old age." I think he was joking. I am only 33. But, there have been times in the last 3 years that I felt twice that old!!!
Anyway, that's the bad news. The good news:
My beginning weight was 202, two Sundays ago before breakfast. Before breakfast today it was 190... a loss of 12 pounds. I realize that this alone should be enough to keep me from temptation. But, I am truly addicted to sweets. It might take months to get over years and years of sweets and overall bad nutrition. Going "cold turkey" after twenty or so years of poor diet is extremely difficult! (more on this later)
That's the good, the bad, and the ugly. I will never tell you that this kind of dietary change is easy. But, some days I am confident that it is worth it. Time will tell!