So, it's been two weeks since we've been off the cleanse. My eating habits have been less than stellar post-cleanse. I think I dived in and had everything I was craving - all at the same time! Pasta, cheese, chicken, cheese, chocolate, sugar, CHEESE. C'mon, Stacy (Modern Family reference alert!).
And here's what I've learned...
No food tastes better than being healthy feels. End of story.
I'm starting to feel the way I did before the cleanse - tired, irritable, constant mildly upset stomach, unmotivated... The difference is, this time I know WHY I feel like that. And I know that I can control it. It's a powerful feeling knowing that I'm the one who determines how I'm going to feel based on what foods I use to fuel my body. To know that the universe isn't playing some cruel joke on me, or that some people just have "all the luck" by having naturally higher energy levels. The onus is on ME to give my body what it needs to have that energy, to run efficiently, to fire all its cylinders.
So now that the Re-toxification is done, I'm ready to get back on the horse. Going forward, Brian and I have agreed to have one free day a week where we can eat pretty much whatever we want, and then follow a modified version of the cleanse 6 days/week. Addressing each of the Forbidden Five:
1. Caffeine. I have managed to stay off soda since before the cleanse, so that's one thing I'm glad I didn't cave into on the re-tox. I have a love/hate relationship with pop - I love the way it tastes, I hate that it's devoid of anything and everything nutritious. And not only that, it actually harms your body. It's sort of like smoking, in my book. Or an abusive relationship. I've tried giving it up in the past (did during both pregnancies), but always came back to it. But this time I think I'm ready to say goodbye to my love, once and for all. You're no good, you're no good, you're no good...baby, you're no good.
As for coffee, I'm not a huge coffee drinker. Maybe a mug or two a week. So going forward, I'm planning on sticking with that. Brian, on the other hand, has an uphill battle with this one. He admits that he felt better not drinking so much coffee and has agreed to cut back to just one cup per day. I think that's a great start.
2. Sugar. As an avid baker and lover of all things sweet and gooey and delicious, cutting out sugar completely is a no-go for me. But I do sense a lack of control when it comes to sugar - something I picked up on in the days right after the cleanse. It wasn't enough to have one piece of chocolate. Or one cookie. I had the constant craving for more. Kathy talks in the book about feeding the "sugar monster" and how it propagates itself - it has an insatiable appetite and you're left feeling like a little isn't enough. So practicing moderation will be huge. Learning to slow down. Eat consciously. And, yes, learning to say no to myself. If I can just get through that temporary discomfort of not giving in to the sugar monster's cry for MORE, then there's a big pay-off. I think maintaining a steady blood sugar level is actually what gave me the most energy on the cleanse. So because it has the potential to do the most damage to my physical feelings of health, this will be the biggest battle for me. I'm planning to do a lot more research in the coming months about maintaining blood sugar levels, glycemic loads, etc. Any advice anyone has out there on books or websites or whatever on this topic would certainly be welcome.
3. Alcohol. Another one that I hardly missed. I'm much more of a social drinker - meaning, I don't really just relax with a glass of wine or beer at the end of the day. I drink when I'm with friends or celebrating something. So day-to-day drinking isn't an issue for me. I relax with sugar instead. But the book points out that alcohol acts like sugar in your blood stream. So many who ARE relaxation drinkers are actually artificially keeping their blood sugars elevated when they have that drink and they may get that same feeling of "needing more" or that one drink just doesn't relax you enough. I found that interesting.
So going forward, I'm just going to be more mindful of counting alcohol as a sugar and watching how much of it I drink (and in combination with what foods). I'll still get wild and crazy with the girls from time to time (okay, wild and crazy is a BIT of an overstatement), but I'm grateful for the raised level of consciousness I have about how alcohol affects my body.
4. Gluten. So part of the point of the cleanse was to get rid of gluten for a bit to see if I have any kind of intolerance to it. It's sort of hard to tell when my re-introduction of gluten coincided with my re-introduction of everything else. But I genuinely feel like I'm in the clear a bit on this. Aside from overindulging and the feelings of fullness and being weighed down that come with THAT, I haven't noticed any other ill side-effects from my pasta/bread laden days. I'll continue to look at gluten a bit closer to perhaps try and isolate it a bit more, but for now, I'm counting myself among the lucky ones.
That being said, I will NOT be overindulging in wheat any longer. I firmly believe it's the overindulgence that does a lot of us in. NOT necessarily the gluten itself. So for the most part, Brian and I will be sticking to rice, oatmeal, quinoa, bulghur, and other grains. But as of right now, I don't feel like I need to cut gluten out completely. It just needs to be more of a treat or a once-in-awhile kind of thing. Not an every day, or every meal thing.
5. Animal Products. Ah the big one. For me. I missed meat. Badly. Beef, not so much. Pork, yes. And chicken? Definitely. And I'm not much of a seafood lover, but I even thought that a lot of the meals we ate on the cleanse could have been much improved with the addition of a little tuna or tilapia. And cheese. Sweet, sweet cheese. Every salad and pasta dish I made called out for a bit of parmesan. The gluten free English muffins I was having begged me for pizza sauce and fresh mozzarella. I maybe could have even gotten on board with a veggie burger if I'd been allowed to have a little cheddar on it...
Clearly, there's a dependency issue going on here. I love animal products. Meat, we've covered. And cheese, of course. But milk...and yogurt...and ice cream...and honey...and sour cream dips...these are a few of my favorite things! I can't imagine a life without them.
But here's the problem. The last few chapters in the book REALLY hit this point hard - animals are suffering, by the millions, to feed humans. And I'm not talking suffering like, "Oh their pens are too crowded" or "they're only fed corn" or "they never know love." Sure all that's probably true. Their lives are miserable. At least for most of them. But the suffering I'm talking about, that Kathy really opened my eyes to, are the last, terrifying moments of these animals lives. How they're slaughtered without dignity. How they're disrespected. And tortured. And mutilated. The stories she shares in the book are haunting. And disturbing. And all too common, I'm afraid.
It breaks my heart. And makes me so ashamed to be part of a culture that undervalues a life in this way. I am an animal lover - I believe that all animals are capable of feeling loved and unloved. Respected and disrespected. Honored and humiliated. Joy and pain. Hope and fear. All I have to do is look into my dog, Murphy's, eyes to believe that. So to think that every steak I eat or every chicken breast or piece of bacon is coming from an animal that may have spent it's final moments writhing in pain, terrified, abused...
You can see the problem.
So I have some serious soul-searching to do. I'm deeply and profoundly conflicted on this. For now, I'm choosing not to think about it too much. Cowardly, I know. But I know that millions of others out there are doing the same. Because I think if we really opened ourselves up completely to what goes on with these animals before they arrived in their plastic-wrapped packages at the supermarket, I'm guessing veganism/vegetariansim would NOT be in the minority.
For the time being, I've also started to say a silent thank you to the animal that gave up its life for my meal. I may not have been there to honor it during the last moments of its life, but I CAN honor it in that moment before I eat. It's the very least I can do.
I'll be giving this issue a lot of thought in the coming days/weeks. Perhaps trying to find a middle ground, somehow, though I see little evidence of that being easy. Maybe some level of "flexitarianism" or something. I honestly don't know. But how can I ever go back to eating the way I was before?
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So that's it for the forbidden five. Long story short (too late!), the cleanse diet is a LOT closer to the way I need to eat to feel healthy than the way I was eating before. And the more meals I eat that more closely mirror that diet will translate to more time I spend feeling the way I'm desperate to feel. Simple as that.
It won't be easy. I'm a creature of habit and food habits are some of the hardest to break. But for once in my life, I can move forward knowing that I'm in control and that change is possible. I've just got to be brave enough and strong enough to make the choices I know I need to make...this cleanse taught me that I am.