So…the New Thing.
On August 1 I joined One Fit Widow (1FW). Check them out. I have been following them on Facebook for a year or so. Since August 1, I’ve been detoxing…cutting out the sugar, the fried foods, the dairy, the bread and wheat and the wine. Disclaimer: I did eat sugar and wheat on August in Thanksgiving aka ChrisEasterGiving and I had a glass of Chianti two nights ago and two bites of vanilla ice cream with hot fudge another night. And guess what? I could tell. It didn’t sit well on my gut; I felt like crap. And I didn’t sleep well. BOOM. Ah-ha moment.
So. What have I been eating? Everything else! Lots of veggies. Fruit. Small amounts of lean protein. Whole grains. Salmon and tuna. Yesterday for lunch I had about 10 chips and freshly made guac. It was perfect. I ate the the rest of the guac with a fork after my allotted chips were done. I’ve been drinking tons of water and unsweetened, organic Green Tea. I’ve been walking and I’ve been hitting the gym. Ten days in…3.5 pounds down. And my morning coffee? One cup only. With a scant teaspoon of coconut palm sugar and a small splash of cream. Not half and half…whole cream (the only dairy I have). I’ve been taking a light iron supplement every other day since I was iron deficient at my last check-up. But eating dark leafy greens several times a day is slowly replacing the iron supplement. I do take my calcium, Vitamin D and my B’s. Magnesium helps my fibro. And I’ve been taking Fish Oil.
The best thing about 1FW? The support. The women on the (closed) board. The coaches. The accountability. The encouragement. So many of them have suffered loss, whether a husband or otherwise. They. Get. It. They get the need to comfort with food. They get the need to vent and be heard. They get that it’s several days of great and one major crash day. They get picking yourself up again and moving forward.
Some of the tools I’m using. My Fitness Pal. If you are honest with MFP…and yourself…that alone will hold you accountable. It was quite eye opening. No more eating mindlessly. I put everything…every bite I take of my own food and someone else’s (i.e., ice cream). I log every sip I take, water or otherwise. I have a workout plan. I have a (sketchy) meal plan. The meal plan I am still working on. I’ve been wearing my FitBit Force. It tells me how many steps I’m taking during the day and I have to tell you that the first week…I was shocked at how little I was really moving. It tells me when I have a really active time during the day. I had zero. Zip. I mean…crazy wow.
Things I’ve noticed already. I. Feel. Awesome. I haven’t had a detox crappy feeling at all. My fibromyalgia? What fibromyalgia? It is crazy. It is not a coincidence. Going into August 1 and the first couple days, my fibro was in overdrive. The last few days I would still crawl out of bed sore, stretch and feel better each passing moment. This morning? I stretched out in bed, chatting with the kitties, and I realized I wasn’t stiff. I was pleasantly sore from working out. I jumped out of bed and didn’t have to do the bent over, granny shuffle. Ten days people. Ten. Days. This morning I had an extra half cup of coffee cuz it’s Sunday, The Lord’s Day and we all know He made coffee for us coffee lovers. And a smoothie made with unsweetened almond milk, unsweetened coconut water, fresh blueberries, a scoop of vanilla hemp protein powder and two big handfuls of power greens…kale and collards. No sweetener of any kind, not even honey, although I did toss in a teaspoon of bee pollen. Top off with a handful of ice and my Ninja did the rest. Yummy.
Since I’ve been posting on the 1FW board, I haven’t updated my facebook page much, but will do so starting this week, I hope.
Love you guys.