I have got to be honest, I don’t think there is anything better than someone asking if you have lost weight. This week, my priceless mommy life saver in human form, otherwise known as Olivia – my cleaning lady (I am slightly embarrassed to admit that I have a cleaning lady, but mama’s gotta mom) – asked me if I had lost weight. I could have called it a day after that! It didn’t matter that I still had errands to run, or that I hadn’t showered…in a couple of days…my day was officially made.
While I don’t see any real “weight loss” when I look in the mirror, the scale has reflected otherwise. So, just for kicks, I tried on my previously snug jeans (as mentioned here) to see how they fit. Well wouldn’t you know, they weren’t hugging my bum like a piece of saran wrap anymore; and I actually had room in the waist. #winning
I hate admitting it, but my husband might be on to something here. Over the last three weeks, I have officially become a believer in the Whole30. Now don’t get it twisted, I am still going to be adding sugar and creamer to my coffee when this is all over; but I am forever a changed woman. I mean, I don’t even recognize myself. Physically, I do, I still have the same chubby post-pregnancy face – but habitually…completely different. Let me give you an example: As I was out at my beloved Target earlier this week, I thought, “Oh, I am totally going to buy some cookie dough to celebrate with when we complete this foodie revolution!” Normally, I would choose my cookies based on whichever photo made my mouth water; but that day, I did something entirely unfamiliar…I read the ingredients. There were probably twenty-plus ingredients listed out on the package, and the first three were all sugar related. Want to know what I did next? I put it back. (insert gasp here)
Instead of stockpiling our fridge with sugar-laced celebratory foods, I’ve been loading up our pantry with a naturally sweet alternative: LARABAR.
Unfortunately, I found out that I cannot consume the blueberry muffin bar until after our thirty days are up, because it contains vanilla extract. Thankfully, that hasn’t gotten in the way of me hoovering the other two flavors I purchased.
There are many things I love about these handheld treasures: they are gluten-free, dairy free, and non-GMO. Most of them have eight or less natural ingredients, and they are incredibly delicious. Seriously though…I am addicted. I actually have to limit myself to one a day, or I’ll consume the whole box. The first day I bought them, I ate three…seriously. These have become my go to when I’m in a rush or in need of a sweet pick-me-up. Either way, I feel like a winner every time I eat one.
In addition to these nectarous alternatives, I have also come across an interesting bun replacement for my burger. Enter my new favorite vegetable: The Sweet Potato.
That’s right – all you have to do is find some robust sweet potatoes, cut them in to 1/2 inch slices, heat a little olive oil in a pan, and fry those bad boys up. Takes maybe ten minutes, and is a ridiculously tasty AND healthy alternative to bread. If you can’t tell by now, I may have developed an affinity for these sweet spuds.
The last game changer in our household for the week, is the all too famous zoodle.
Replacing pasta noodles with zucchini is such a guilt-free way to eat Italian food, and will probably be what we use moving forward anytime we make spaghetti. We like to pair ours with homemade chicken meatballs and organic pasta sauce. I’m not going to lie to you though (I like you too much), this will in no way be the EXACT same as pasta. I only tell you this, because I would hate for you to feel deceived. This is merely a healthier way to indulge in your once carb-filled dishes.
You know, they say it takes 21 days to form a habit. So, I guess that’s what has happened in our household. Truth be told, we will never completely go back to our old way of eating. There are even some days when I sit here, dreaming of food (that’s right…I said dreaming of food), and I literally start to feel sick to my stomach when I consider eating something covered in cheese or sauce. I actually prefer eating a meal where I still have energy once I’m finished, rather than feeling like I’m going to birth a food baby. While it takes more time, I will definitely continue cooking fresh meals for dinner most nights. I will also still order pizza when I am too tired to move, the days my darling children have turned in to rabid beasts. I can also say, I will not be eating eggs for breakfast EVERY…SINGLE…MORNING. I will, in fact, eat my oatmeal.
I say all of this to let you know, I am no longer a hater. So here’s to you, you gluten-free, paleo participating individuals. Here’s to the vegetarians, and the farm market-goers. Here is to the sugar-free and non-dairy consumers. Go YOU! Because when you eat good, you feel good – and if someone like me, who grew up on fast food and boxed meals can make a change, you can too!
3 more days.
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