Suck My Detox

After stuffing my face indulging a bit too much during the holidays, I knew the scale was not going to be my BFF the first time I stepped on in 2012.  I also knew what I had to do in order to drop those pounds and a few more of their posse.

So I stopped eating lots of crap, upped my activity level and started feeling better about myself.  The only problem was that I still felt, for lack of a better term, icky inside.  Even though I have never been diagnosed with Celiac Disease, I know my body thrives when I stay away from gluten.  From July to November I ate a roughly 85% gluten free diet and felt great!  After Turkey Day, all bets were off.

Why didn't someone remind me that the reason for the season is NOT baked goods??

Here are some of the side effects I experienced after going back to gluten:
-Lack of energy
-Acid Reflux {I had to sleep with my wedge pillow waaaaay too much}
-Upset stomach
-Migraines

So last week I decided to try something a little different...I am doing a detox on my body.  I need to lose weight, but more importantly, fix my innards <---Could that sound any more gross??

Since Monday, my diet has consisted of greens & lean protein.  I am kicking out carbs and sugar for 4 weeks!  I do still have my daily cup of coffee with stevia, mostly to protect my coworkers from the crazy biatch I can be without caffeine in my system.  As of today I have been doing a stellar job...my only non-stellar moment was a seriously tiny piece of TJ's dark chocolate bar - I had a 2 day headache from detoxing and, unknown at the time, a visit from Aunt Flo.  I made that piece last through 3 bites and savored each one.  My headache was gone within 2 hours....chocolate is magical!

Now, I have planned cheat meals into my 4 week detox.  This Saturday, for instance, Gary & I are going to dinner and a hockey game with 2 friends we haven't seen in way too long.  This will be a night full of shenanigans, so I am totally okay with having 2 3 more drinks than I really should.

The sad part of the detox to me is that I won't have many great recipes to share.  My meals are what the general public may call "boring."  Of course I spice them up as much as I can, but I will not be serving them to Oprah next time she stops by for dinner.  I DO have a dessert recipe in the works for a special holiday coming up that rhymes with Malentine's Ray...bet you can't wait to be surprised!  :)

On a lighter note, it was Homecoming week at my school.  Here are 2 of my favorite dress up days so far:

Mismatch Day

Era Day - I chose the 80's

PINK PINK & more PINK

 So, in rad 80's style: Have a totally tubular Friday, dudes & dudettes!!

Weight Loss

***So here is a post I wrote earlier this week. I kept going back and forth over whether I should post it publicly or keep it to myself.  But I know there are so many of you out there, losing weight and trying to do the best that you can, who can relate.

Let me know what struggles you are going through with this subject.***

There is so much attached to losing weight – the diet, the exercise, the excitement you feel as you see the numbers on the scale go down.  But there is sooooo much more than that.

Since January 1^st, I have seen my weight go down by 30 pounds (yay me)!  Most of this was accomplished by changing what I ate and becoming more conscious of what I am putting in my body. 

I don’t think I have ever kept weight off for this long before…I like it. 

Here’s the thing.  It also scares the CRAP out of me.  I’ve only told one person this so far, and it feels good to share with the rest of you.

I’ve come so far, but I am always afraid that I am one In-N-Out meal away from going back to my old way of eating.  What about the stressful weeks at work and home where it makes nearly impossible to meal plan and cook homemade meals?  Will one week be enough to throw me off the wagon?

I could easily get rid of all my bigger clothes, but I worry about what will happen if I gain all the weight back and I need to wear them again?

What the eff is wrong with me?!?!  I have spent 9 months losing this weight and THAT is what I worry about?  Haven’t I shown enough commitment to myself to even lose 30 pounds and keep it off?? 

Don’t get me wrong…I am beyond proud of myself and know just how hard I have had to work to get to this point.  I look in the mirror and don’t cringe anymore…some days I even smile.  I notice how I am more confident in the way I hold myself, the way I walk, speak, etc.

So why am I scared of failure?

I know I cannot be the only one out there with these fears.  Right??