Just a short post this evening… Actually, it’s already Monday in my part of the world (by a few minutes) so it’s going to be very short.
Reflections on Transitions, or How I’ve Changed Over The Past Few Weeks.
* I eat my fatty foods at the end of the day now. For example, I just ate 5 walnuts and 5 pecans to get my fat intake for the day. I won’t eat anything else because the fat takes a long time to digest. Eating something else would require different digestive juices to process, and it would sit in my stomach until the nuts are done digesting. If it were fruit and/or vegetables, they would ferment (and what else would I eat?).
* I took my almost five year old son to the cinema today to watch a movie (The Pirates Who Don’t Do Anything). Just him and me. We stopped by the local military exchange store on the way home to buy some surprises for Mother’s Day next month. As we walked through the food court, where most of the people seemed to have selected fried chicken and french fries, I wanted to just shout out, “Do you realize the level of trans fats you are consuming?!?!” Of course, I didn’t — and since it’s a military base, most of them were young and still pretty healthy… Besides, how could you stay on a raw diet when you have to live on military rations for months at a time?
* With all due respect to those who are recovering from addiction, I sometimes feel as if I, too, may be recovering from an addiction — an addiction to cooked foods. I still want it (my wife tells me I’m crazy; she’s right!), but I simply tell myself that I have to make it through Today, then we can re-evaluate Tomorrow. But Tomorrow never comes. Besides, I’ve committed to 60 days of nothing but raw foods (May 12 is the end of the initial 60 days for me). This will give me a good chance to get rid of almost 50 years of toxins and let me see if I really do lose my desire for cooked foods. And baked. I still want bread.
* When I’m hungry, I still see the bags of chips and etc. lying around the house. It would be oh, so easy to pick them up and eat them — but I don’t eat that stuff any more. I’m blessed in that my wife likes the color (and taste) of fruit, so we have a big fruit bowl sitting on the kitchen counter that’s always full of fresh fruits and vegetables. It’s so easy to just grab something from there.
* It does seem very strange to have adopted this new lifestyle. Today at the theater I totally passed on the popcorn for the first time ever (and thankfully the theater staff said nothing when I walked in with my smoothie container in hand). It’s not so bad when I sit down with family at the local food court and pull out a few bananas or an apple, but when I’m with others, it’s awkward. I was raised to not take food with me to a restaurant, but if that restaurant / food court doesn’t have “real food”, what else am I supposed to do?
* People are starting to notice my loss of weight. A couple are even asking questions behind my back (concerned questions; they want to ensure that I’m not sick). I secretly love it!
Smacznego,
Tom
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