Shhh…. I’m having REAL coffee creamer today because I left my almond milk at home.
I feel like I can TASTE the cream and it’s making me a little sick.
I am amazed at how I can finally taste little nuances like that in foods and ingredients. Guess all those chemicals really ARE designed to make you just crave more of them without realizing the taste?
Case in Point: when I started this journey, coconut oil didn’t really taste all that special…it was the same as olive oil as far as I could tell. Now, I can definitely taste a fruity taste in my olive oil (that I SWEAR wasn’t there before) and the coconut oil makes everything I cook with it taste like a party in my mouth. (spinach last night w/ coconut oil and garlic was probably the best veggie I’ve ever had…bar NONE!) I know it’s not a huge step, but it lets me know that even if the numbers aren’t budging as fast as I’d like, that I’m doing something GOOD for myself and my body. And ya know what? It makes me HAPPY!
Actually, I am very happy with my progress. I haven’t been 100% dedicated to the workout side of things. I’ve also had my fair share of slip ups but you know what? I’m STILL attempting it. Even after stumbling. That’s huge. Normally I mess up and I throw up my hands and say “Screw it”. Not this time.
Sunday I took my niece, Punk, to a local Amusement Park. I didn’t really pack much as far as food goes because my plan was to get there around 11 and eat an early lunch at Subway before going in. I figured Punk would want a snack around 3 or 4pm. No big deal. Then we’d leave about 7 and get dinner somewhere where I could get a massive salad and then head home. Well….. we left the park at 10pm. Which means we ate dinner at the park. As a pescatarian, my options were severely limited. I opted for fish and chips (despite the fact that where we ate DID have a salad). I KNOW!!!! I KNOW!!! But guess what happened? I FELT MISERABLE. My stomach hurt, my head hurt, my bones hurt. (ok… my bones didn’t actually hurt…I exaggerate) but even the next day I felt foggy and sick. Now…3 days later….I finally feel like myself again. NOTE TO SELF: Remember how greasy, heavy food makes you feel! On the plus side… we walked…a lot…. I mean A LOT A LOT! And know what else? I still was down for the week. All in all, I call that a success.
It’s all a learning curve, right?
Til next time!