I’ve noticed this amazing thing happening the last few weeks.
Before I go into it, I need to be perfectly honest with you. I haven’t been making the very best food choices lately. Last week, my first week of ‘no Whole30 training wheels‘, a lot of ice cream was consumed. I really struggled with the sugar addiction. I ate a fast food cheeseburger. And fries. I skipped breakfast. It wasn’t pretty.
On Saturday night, Shane and I had a spontaneous date-night and we ended up at our local Melting Pot for cheese and chocolate fondu.
On Sunday, I found my willpower and motivation again. I’m not sure where it was hiding but suddenly there it was and this week has been much, much better. I intended to be brutally honest with myself and with you in an update this week and to prepare for my moment of confession, I stepped on the scale. I was fully prepared to face my consequences and use them to fuel my motivation. After all, I deliberately made each and every food choice, both bad and good, all by my big-girl self.
What I was not prepared for was to discover I’ve lost another 3 lbs since returning from France.
I’m still in shock, to be honest. When I told Shane, he was appropriately excited for me (because he’s awesome like that) and commented that it looked like I had managed to reset my metabolism.
*cue heavenly choir*
Suddenly the full impact of what changing my eating habits has done hit me. Suddenly, I can eat without fear. I can have an off week! I can randomly indulge in foods I know aren’t the best for me without fear. I can go places that don’t exactly meet my normal nutritional needs, without fear! On top of this, I’m still noticing that minor gluten, sugar, dairy intake isn’t affecting me as radically as it did in the past. My body is truly healing itself now that I’m letting it!
I find all of this even more motivating. I want to eat healthy and continue to enjoy the positive benefits of my choices but now I know that doesn’t mean I’m in diet prison for the rest of my days. I am still aware that too frequently eating of my three no-no foods makes my joints hurt. I also know that too many bad choices will eventually put me right back where I was. For now, it’s exciting to know that balancing my diet doesn’t have to be the precarious high-wire act I’ve been trying to walk. It’s liberating. It’s a huge relief.
So, since March 8, I’ve lost 22.8 lbs, Shane has lost almost 15 lbs, and my entire family is eating healthier.
Lif. Is. Good.