I’ve been trying to think of a time where I did something consistently for 21 days. Other than brush my teeth I’ve got nothin. So in all honesty this is a pretty big accomplishment for me. Week three has gone well, if anything it’s been pretty entertaining. It’s my favorite when I go out to eat with people and they feel as if they can’t eat something yummy just because I can’t. In all honesty I want you people to eat the Chick-fil-A, the pizza, the cinnamon roll, or more importantly…the beer. If I can’t have it, someone I like better be enjoying every second of it. Perhaps this is the masochist in me coming out…heh. What does bother me is when the sacred delicacy isn’t finished. There are starving children in Africa people!…and a girl on AIP sitting across from you who really hates every bite of fruit she takes. So do me a favor and eat all of that greatness so I don’t cry myself to sleep thinking about what could have been.
Something I have learned is that I need to chill out on the sugar consumption. I was only eating a fruit smoothie for breakfast, strawberries in the afternoon, and okay maybe a fruit popsicle later in the day but who’s counting? Well apparently I should have been because my fructose to fat intake was way too high. You know whats really great? Being given a list of foods you can eat only to find out you can’t necessarily eat them together or everything will go to hell : ) So this is my next order of business. Lowering my sugar intake. Fruit smoothies will be replaced with sweet potatoes and turkey bacon, and I have to stop binge eating strawberry puree popsicles…which might have been my only source of happiness. Thanks, AIP.
And the closing question, how am I feeling. I did have a flare this week : ( It was in my hands and didn’t last very long, but sure enough, it happened. The midwestern weather has been particularly bipolar lately, so thats probably why. But one day out of 21 is pretty good, so I can’t complain. Here’s to 21 more days of the same luck.
P.S.- I was asked by marketing to write a blog post for work, and I have never been so stumped in my life. A 300 word post is what was asked of me. 300. This post is over 400 for gods sake. I couldn’t do it. Apparently I’m incapable of writing unless I’m allowed to be a sarcastic asshole.