I woke up this morning knowing in my soul that one week from today, I can eat anything I want.
Why does that thought terrify me?
I shared on Instagram earlier in the week that I’m feeling a bit intimidated by the thought of finishing our Whole30. I feel like I finally have a handle on what it’s all about and I like the structure of the plan. I know it’s not sustainable, though. I’ve started researching other options, and currently, a Paleo or Primal diet is the most attractive.
Because here’s the deal, I know that I have sensitivity to certain things, or that I’m predisposed to sensitivity. My dad had Crohns Disease and was sensitive to gluten. Both of my parents have had gallbladder surgery. I’ve always been a wee bit lactose-intolerant. Not enough to actually give up dairy, but enough that I noticed I felt better when I avoided it. I’ve had edemas in my legs and ankles since high school, but I know they dramatically decrease when I drink enough water and get proper sleep. I have aches and pains far beyond my 31 years. I have a thyroid disease, so soy is just about the worst thing I can consume.
But this month, I’ve noticed a huge decrease in joint pain, and gastrointestinal issues. My feet and ankles don’t swell because I’m drinking a lot of water. I don’t wake up stiff and aching. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still not a morning person and every single morning that I have to get up with an alarm is still a struggle, but the pain just isn’t there. I feel lighter, healthier, and generally more energetic. Sure, I’ve lost a couple pounds, but it really isn’t about that. I feel better.
Why do we do this to ourselves? Why do we know what we ought to do and just refuse to do it? When will we ever learn?
So here’s to finishing strong, and not undoing all the progress once it’s over.