I was so super psyched to start my raw challenge. Saturday night my family and I went to one of our favorite restaurants - Golden Corral. Hubby likes the meat. My four year old likes the chocolate fountain. My baby likes the fruit (hey, at least I got one kid on my side!). I binged. I ate anything that looked good to me. I filled my plate THREE times with food that won't be crossing my lips for 30 days. And then I came home and felt awful. I felt so heavy and gross and lethargic and just overall gross. It made me even that much more excited to wake up Sunday morning to a raw lifestyle.
Sunday morning I woke up energized. Ready for a fight. I even stepped on the scale to give myself more fuel for the raw fire. I fixed the kids and I breakfast (fruit salad for me!) and off we went to church. By the time we got home I was HUNGRY. I'm not talking the typical lunch hungry. It was a I-Hope-People-Don't-Hear-My-Stomach-Growling hungry. I made myself a huge salad - greens, carrots, peppers, tomatoes, avocados, sesame seeds, and a vinaigrette dressing. It was tasty but although my mouth was exhausted after eating the last bite, I didn't feel full. So I had a banana. And then a peach. Then the kids and I went to the grocery store to stock up on more fruits/veggies to fill my bottomless pit of a stomach. Came home and had more fruit. Some guacamole with carrot chips. Another banana. By this point I was feeling like that little caterpillar from that Eric Carle Book and I was STILL hungry. Dinner was some peanut butter (I know, not really raw) mixed with some oats and some unsweetened coconut flakes. By this point not only was I hungry, but I had a killer headache from not having any caffeine for 24 hours and I felt weak. I took one look at my four year old's chicken tortilla and caved. I shoved the whole thing in my mouth and savored it. And then I ate the one I made for hubby that he hadn't eaten yet. And then I ate two ice cream bars. Day one = total fail.
Now, normally at this point I would tell myself that this is pointless. That I'd rather eat whatever I want and be fat/happy/sick/whatever. That if I can't get through day 1, I'll never make it. But you know what? I didn't this time. I got up today and started over again. I want this. I want to win, dammit. My spirit IS stronger than my body. I CAN do this. I WILL do this.
And I did it. Today, I was 100% raw. I had a rockin awesome smoothie for breakfast that kept me full almost until lunch. I had a huge salad for lunch. Guac/carrot chips for a snack. And I tried a new raw recipe to make a "real" meal for dinner. It was DELICIOUS. You soak walnuts for a couple hours and put them in a food processor (I used my Magic Bullet) with some Mexican spices and use it like taco meat. The original recipe was for a taco salad, but I put mine in lettuce wraps with bell peppers, carrots, more guacamole, and topped it with some homemade cashew sour cream. It was something I'd eat even if I wasn't doing this raw challenge. Hubby even got home from work and asked why there was ground beef in the fridge - it even looks that much like it! (Find the original recipe here: http://www.thesweetlifeonline.com/2013/01/11/raw-taco-salad/)
I am still a little hungry and as I type this I have a massive I-Think-My-Head-Might-Explode headache. Caffeine is an evil little "harmless" drug. I've gone through caffeine withdrawal before, and it is rough but I just keep telling myself it only lasts a few days and then I'll be better for it. I will survive this. I can do this today. I'll be honest, 30 days seems incredibly daunting and impossible right now. But today I did it. And if I did it today, I can do it tomorrow.
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