This year started out with many great intentions and although there were some successes there were also some failures.
On December 30 after battling posterior tibial tendonitis for two months my orthopedist decided on a treatment that will hopefully help although seems a bit drastic. A cast for three months. I'm relieved that the MRI didn't show more than just lots of inflammation however this is not how I intended to spend my new year.
| Luckily I was prepared with a fresh pedicure! |
Now that is my driving foot something I hadn't really anticipated, but this was going to make life much more difficult, having the hub drive my and my littles everywhere. On January 2nd I started a round of Whole30 determined to not let this set me back, no weight gain of pity party eating. I even made some trips to the gym thank goodness my hub was there to drive me. That will be the subject of another blog.... going to the gym with a cast.
Next came this lovely little bout of snow. Kids off school and more time at home. Meetings cancelled and the hub off work too, meant we weren't going anywhere.
We forged through made the best of things and finally the Friday after winter break the kids went back to school, I was home getting stuff done excited for a weekend full of outings. I could finally return stuff from christmas, get some groceries, maybe another trip to the gym. Then this happened.
Another crazy round of snow. I was even ready for the gym when flakes the size of silver dollars started falling. This is not our thing this shuts down our world, we do rain lots of rain, not snow! Another two days in the house, our supply of fresh food dwindling and being on Whole30 having fresh fruit and veggies on hand is essential. Saturday the start of it I was torn, I wanted to quit whole30 so badly but not be a failure. It was day 6 and we had done well. I had eliminated my evening snacking and had stayed compliant even facing the rolls at Texas roadhouse. I wasn't going to let the weather be my excuse to quit. The whole day was hard, I was torn with keeping it going and diving head first into a loaf of bread. I made it through Saturday binge watching Netflix and making a new and wonderful dinner.
Sunday day 7 the snow was still around and now thick with a crust of ice. We weren't going anywhere. I had the urge to bake I didn't want another day of being so anxious about food, but here it was again. I spent a lot of time thinking about it that morning over my black coffee and boiled eggs. Finally I decided it was over. I would come back to it, and continue my journey of food freedom. I've spent so many diets fighting this anxiety and worry about "cheating" I didn't want to spend another minute obsessing about food. That is not part of my food freedom plan. I gave my family permission to bake and I let them know that we are done with our January Whole30 but that I am continuing on my journey to food freedom but that I needed this snowy Sunday to not obsess about food. I spent the day relaxed. My hub took the time to make a family recipe that he was holding off on due to the whole30.
| Cardamom Bread |
I think you've nailed the art of being honest with yourself. Glad you allowed yourself to let go when you realized the whole30 was giving you anxiety and stress. Balance is always a good thing!
ReplyDeleteThanks Elise. This is the wisdom I'd give to my teenage self for sure.
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