I hate the word "detox." This sugar detox is also no carb, low carb whatever I don't even know
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| Do you see these snacks? I can't have any of these snacks. |
Oh, did you like carbs? Did you spend the last seven years cleaning up your diet so the only cracker you can eat is a Triscuit? Because a Triscuit only has three ingredients and no HFCS.
Sorry. None of that here!
How about a tortilla? Can I have that?
Nope!
You can have guacamole! BUT NOT TORTILLA CHIPS! Well, wtf? Am I suppose to just eat the guacamole straight out of the bowl with my hands? You can have kale chips! *death stare*
I swear someone needs to invent one of these detoxes for a Mexican.
Now, *deep cleansing breath* let's talk about why I am doing this awful thing. A thing so awful I would not even drag David into it for moral support. David made toast for himself the other night. I thought I was going to stab him.
This isn't a weight loss thing. This is a: 'I don't feel good. I don't feel sane. Something needs adjusting." The OH to TX move was a big change and my therapist said I would likely not be able to get right back to what I was doing. There is good chance there was some depression because I still not have (for lack of a better word) mourned what I left behind and processed the change completely. Everything happened really fast and there was no time to do any grieving.
For the last year I have not felt like myself. The myself I was before all hell broke loose and Texas tried to break me. My energy is low, my sleep quality is poor, most days I feel like I am starting over and over again trying to get back to my previous fitness routine and level. My routine is more stable now than it was but I still can't quite manage even 30 minutes on a yoga mat a week. In Ohio I was doing three hours a week. On average I have had more bad days than good here.
However, the activities I was doing in Ohio have been replaced with other activities that are just as important.
I haven't joined a yoga class yet BUT I volunteer at the local library twice a week.
I'm not cleaning the house once a week BUT I am cleaning it once a month AND spending more time trying to learn about home improvement.
We may not have as many friends here as we did in Ohio BUT we have family here AND I have spent more time with them.
If I could focus on what I have and stop obsessing about what I don't have I think I would feel better.
That is what I'm hoping this detox, in part, will provide: focus. Mental clarity that is currently being clouded by a cycle of: "I don't feel well but this half a pizza will make me feel good. I feel bad again so now let's eat five donuts. Lather, rinse, repeat."
Next week, if not tomorrow, I will talk about the preparation and methods I am using to get through the 21 days successfully.
As David ate his toast the other night he looked at me with sympathy saying: "You don't have to do this." I gritted my teeth and said: "Yes, I do."

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