Tonight I had one last fling with a box of crackers. The thing about crackers is that, if they are the right kind of cracker, they are so convenient and tasty. The other thing about crackers (and the cheese which most often accompanies them) is that they give me adult acne and make my whole lower half feel heavy. So I bid farewell to them tonight, after bidding farewell to toast with nutella this morning. I know that taking more care with my health by eating better is a good thing, but frankly, I'm feeling a little gripey about it.
Still, it must be done. I'm under no illusions that eating poorly is doing me any favors other than making life more convenient. Then again, is it really more convenient to feel tired and bloated and on the verge of sprouting new acne? Probably not. I'm pretty sure it's not helping with my patience with my kids.
So tomorrow is IT. I've got cashew bread baked to have for breakfast each morning, and I've got ingredients for lunchtime smoothies in the fridge. For breakfast, lunch, and snacks, grains and dairy are no longer an option. I need to feel better. I need the skin on my face to stop itching. I need, frankly, for my clothes to fit well again. While weight loss isn't the goal, I'm pretty sure it will be a side effect.
Wish me luck. I'm really going to need it.