As I’ve previously mentioned, I’m growing ever more impatient with my lack of progress toward feeling better. So I’m taking another step: I’m giving up lactose until further notice. Today was my first day lactose free and I’m hoping to start seeing a difference within a week or so.
I didn’t eat breakfast this morning (bad, I know), but I ate a bowl of homemade black bean soup (dry black beans, chicken stock, bay leaves, cumin and salt, simmered together for 8-10 hours in ye olde crock pot) and a small fresh side salad. For snack, I ate some dried cranberries. After work, I hit up the local grocery store, and recommitted to eating fresh, healthy food.
Dinner was the last of the dolmades I cooked up on Friday (so. good.) and a delightful mixed green salad with carrots and cucumber.
I also found these effing amazing almond “ice cream” bites. So yeah, totally got those. I also picked up lots of fruit, veggies and some soy yogurt.
Tomorrow’s breakfast will be gluten-free oatmeal with brown sugar, cinnamon and pecans, and possibly a banana or an apple. Lunch will be black bean soup and a side salad. Snacks will be soy yogurt and some raw almonds. Dinner is yet to be determined, but it will definitely involve fresh veggies. I’m aiming for one-third to one-half of my diet to be raw.
I’ve been really down and frustrated the last week or so. I know I’ve been cranky, because my body hasn’t been feeling good. I’ve been letting this get on top of me instead of just freaking handling it. So tonight, I’m pulling myself back up by the bootstraps and committing to beating this damn thing.
I will eat the way that my body needs me to eat. I will be healthy and strong. I will not dwell on minor setbacks. Most of all, I will listen to my body and respond to it when it tells me something, instead of trying to dictate to my body and make it do what I think it should do, when I think it should do it.
And tomorrow, we’re looking at five more houses. Let’s do this.