I typed out so many different intros to this post, and I couldn’t decide on one. So, I’m going to use them all.
- Dare I cut out dairy? (Insert pun about gluten here)
- There seems to be a wellness trend happening right now where everyone is showing their facial regimens and giving sneak peeks of the vitamins and supplements that they take daily, and I am all over it. Show me all of the secrets that lie in your medicine cabinet.
- Let me start by saying that I like my body. Body positivity? I’m all about it.
- Cutting out gluten makes me feel like I’m climbing aboard a bandwagon. Full disclosure, I had to ask Trey, “What’s that word for when someone dives into a trend?” I had written out fad train, and I knew THAT couldn’t be right.
- It’s a harsh awakening when you find that you’ll never be the weight you were in college. But, less harsh when you know that you were taking your ADD medication during college and sometimes forgetting to eat meals or drink water, and then sometimes passing out in your bedroom, causing you to slice your back open on an old, rickety, paint-splattered ladder that you salvaged from an abandoned antebellum home. SO. Deep down, you know that it was just a matter of time before you gained some weight, and now the time has come. This is the introduction I’m going with.
The year that I got married, I ate well, planned my meals, worked out regularly, and saw results from all of that hard work. It look a few months before I saw much of anything, but it happened, and I know that I can get there again. Because before this week, I was very unhappy with where I was in my wellness journey. I wanted to change everything, all at once, immediately, but didn’t know where to start. I was lifting weights and working out, but irregularly, and the smallest thing would completely throw me out of my routine. A week of rainstorms ended my afternoon cardio, a visit from my brother threw off my healthy eating, a long day at work meant that I didn’t go to the gym, all of which resulted in me feeling guilty. I would put myself down and dig myself a hole that felt impossible to crawl out of. I felt like no matter what I did, nothing was going to change. And, not a whole lot has. This isn’t a miracle story or anything of the sort. But here I am, four days into a challenge that I created for myself, and I feel good about it. My clothes still aren’t fitting quite the way I would like…but I have taken the first steps in a direction that I am choosing for myself, and even if I’m just four steps in…it’s better than standing still, and it’s better than one step, or two steps. I’m FOUR DAYS IN, and I haven’t given up. I haven’t given in. An artisanal chocolatier came into my work today and set up a sweet, little popup shop. I didn’t have any. Trey had beer this week, I did not. I went to Panera the other day with my coworkers, and didn’t even glance at that pastry cabinet. I’ve planned my meals, and I’ve read all the ingredient labels, I bought snacks for myself for when I needed a sweet pick-me-up, and I told all of the people that need to know so that I have a support system. I am doing what I need to do to make sure that I do this right, and I’m proud of myself. Do I miss Chick Fil A right now? Yes. Do I want go hang-gliding on a tortilla chip and land in a bowl of queso? Of course I do. Do I want to slam my face into warm, buttered bread? Absolutely. But, I’m not. Those cravings are small at the moment because I have made great decisions for the last four days, and am excited for the good decisions that I will make tomorrow, on day FIVE. I didn’t go to the gym today, but I am going for a possible-run/fast-walk (I’m not going to lie and say that I’m going for a run, because I honestly don’t do much running) tomorrow, and then going to the gym when Trey gets off of work tomorrow night. But, I feel good about my choices today, and I am not going to put myself down for not going to the gym. Instead, I’m going to keep my head high and keep taking steps. My goal isn’t to be the weight I was in college, because that’s just a number. I want to be healthy, eat clean, and get in shape. Who knows how long this will take? But, I’m committing, and I’ve taken four steps more than I took four days ago.
If you’re still reading, you must really like me. I bet I really like you, too. So, here’s what I’m doing! This week, I cut out dairy and gluten. I love a good sandwich, and burgers make my world go ’round, but I know that I feel 30 lbs heavier after I eat bread. So, I wanted to cut out gluten and see what happened. I wanted to cut out dairy just because. Milk and bread go hand-in-hand, ya know.
My first day wasn’t eventful. I made Simple Mills’s chocolate muffins to get me through the chocolate cravings that I knew would come this week. P.S. All of those muffins were gone by the end of day two.
My second day was probably the least fun so far. I was extremely bloated and uncomfortable. I wore some of my tightest jeans, which didn’t help at all. I drank a lot of lemon water, and had a very spicy dinner to try and counteract the feeling of being so bloated that I thought I would float away like those balloons that Fiona blows up in that scene in Shrek? You know, the bullfrog balloon? No? Okay.
My third day was a little less uncomfortable. Not as bloated. I went to the gym.
Today…much less bloated. Migraine all day. No gym.
So, it feels even more official now that I’ve written it all down. If anyone is interested, I’ll share what I’m snacking on and more details on how it’s all going. If you’re looking into making a change to your health, you have to start somewhere. And something cool, it’s your life and you get to pick where you start.
Oh, and that bubbly beverage pictured above? It was gifted to me by a new, dear friend and I drank it in the bath tub and treated myself when I was feeling bloated and gross on day two. Go get yourself some and celebrate wherever you’re at in your wellness journey.